BROKE IN THE CITY nova music nova originals

Rent is due on Friday, The fridge is almost bare. The city shines so brightly, But it doesn't seem to care. Counting coins for coffee, Walking home instead of trains. Trying to build a future While standing in the rain. Some nights I hear the silence Louder than the crowd. But giving up tomorrow Still feels wrong somehow. Broke in the city, But rich in a dream. Holding on to something Nobody else can see. Broke in the city, Trying to survive. But every song I carry Keeps this fire alive. Morning shift till sunset, Open mic at night. Sleeping with my guitar Under broken neon lights. Everybody's rushing, Everybody's looking through. But I'm still writing songs Like I promised I would do. Every closed door teaches What no classroom ever could. And every day I'm struggling Means I'm still moving forward. Broke in the city, But rich in a dream. Holding on to something Nobody else can see. Broke in the city, Trying to survive. But every song I carry Keeps this fire alive. The city doesn't owe me. The city never will. The dream won't happen by itself. The stage won't stand still. Success is not a miracle. It's every sleepless night. Choosing one more tomorrow Instead of giving up the fight. Maybe this is what it costs. Maybe this is what they never show. Not the spotlight. Not the applause. The years before anyone knows your name. Broke in the city, But richer than before. Because every scar is teaching me Exactly what I'm fighting for. Broke in the city, And I finally see. The dream was never waiting. The dream is becoming me. One day these hard nights Will become the stories I tell. And every road that hurt me Will serve me just as well. The city keeps moving... The rent is still due... But the dream is still alive...