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Children of Smoke

# Children of Smoke [Intro] Count the match heads, count the names Small hands learning bigger flames [Verse 1] We grew up where the factory coughed Hand-me-down steel toes, the gates all locked Teacher drew a planet, boss drew a line We drew a launch path on the back of a sign Pocket full of washers, eyes on the sky Every hand-me-down dream learned how to fly They said, "Stay in your place, keep your head down low" We built a little engine from the scrap they throw [Pre-Chorus] No silver spoon, no polished gate Just stubborn sparks and a countdown date If they bury the future under ash and wire We'll carry the blueprint straight through the fire [Chorus] We're the children of smoke, start the fire Climbing out of the wreckage, reaching higher Children of smoke, let the old guard tire We built our wings from the sparks they denied us Children of smoke, start the fire Count us down—then watch us climb higher [Verse 2] Now the garage hums past midnight again Three cracked screens and a whiteboard pen A borrowed scope, a solder scar A thousand failed tests to get this far We don't want a throne, we don't want a crown We want every locked horizon broken down From a basement bench to a launchpad rail Every busted prototype blazed the trail [Pre-Chorus] No easy road, no perfect plan Just grease on the knuckles and a steady hand If they call us reckless, let the record show Every safe tomorrow was a risk years ago [Chorus] We're the children of smoke, start the fire Climbing out of the wreckage, reaching higher Children of smoke, let the old guard tire We built our wings from the sparks they denied us Children of smoke, start the fire Count us down—then watch us climb higher [Breakdown] Who owns the sky? Not them! Who writes the code? We do! Who takes the night and turns it into fuel? We do! [Bridge] Mom kept the drawings in a kitchen drawer Dad said, "Build it so they come back from the war" So we measured the distance, we counted the cost Learned a future gets built or a future gets lost No ceiling can hold what a young mind knows And no fence reaches where a rocket goes [Final Chorus] We're the children of smoke, start the fire Not to burn the world—take the world higher Children of smoke, let the old guard tire We built our wings from the sparks they denied us Children of smoke, we started the fire Now the countdown shakes every rusted wire Children of smoke, hear the engines choir From the ash to the stars, we rise, rise, rise [Outro] Five, four, three—no looking back Two, one—light the stack Children of smoke This sky's ours to take back