[Intro] Nothing but intentions. Nothing in my hands. Still I see it. [Verse 1] Empty pockets. No easy way through. No map in my hand, no favors coming due. So I work with what I’ve got— a stubborn mind, a picture in the dark, a reason not to stop. I can see the end before the road begins. If I’ve got nothing else, I’ve still got this. [Chorus] I’ve got nothing but intentions, my wits and imagination. I dream too— that’s my most personal drive. Nothing but intentions, no wealth, no invitation. I see something in the darkness and I make that shit alive. [Verse 2] There’s a light at the mouth of the tunnel. Maybe I reach it. Maybe I don’t. But I can build a world before I ever own it. Hold it in my head until my hands can show it. They can count what I’m missing. They can measure what I lack. But they can’t see the thing I’m already bringing back. [Chorus] I’ve got nothing but intentions, my wits and imagination. I dream too— that’s my most personal drive. Nothing but intentions, no wealth, no invitation. I see something in the darkness and I make that shit alive. [Bridge] Imagine. Before the money. Before the tools. Before permission. Before the rules. Imagine. That’s where it starts. Something from nothing. A light in the dark. [Break] Since I have nothing, I am limited to using only my wits and imagination. I dream too. See— that is my most personal drive. That is the most pure intention. [Final Chorus] Nothing but intentions. Wits and imagination. I dream too— and I’m still alive. Nothing but intentions. No wealth, no invitation. Give me darkness. Give me nothing. I’ll imagine the light.
