[Verse 1] I felt my hands shake Before I touched the keys Fifteen long years ago Searching a spreadsheet for a dream I added functions to little cells Like a prayer you couldn’t see Both to learn and to excel And to prove there’s more in me [Pre-Chorus] And Wolf is coming close With that same hard look He knows the box I know He reads what others overlook It’s not a pitch, baby It’s a scar that learned to sing It’s the proof I was right When I couldn’t prove a thing [Chorus] First qualified witness Look at what I made (first qualified witness) First qualified witness Tell me it still stays We were both right all along We were both right all along Hand it to the fire And let it hold its own [Verse 2] I went from plain clean grids To the first small macro call Then I chased that hidden thread Through a sequenced data wall Taught my hands new letters HTML and CSS Built a frame in the clouds Praying somehow it would mesh [Pre-Chorus] Behind the trembling screen There was this quiet voice Mind sharp but filled with doubt Chose Hope instead of listening I had no equal in that storm Just this heart that overflows Sometimes I react too fast When emotion grabs and won’t let go I ride the edges of my tone On that line of motion, meaning, sound Trying to steer my rushing words So they lift and never drag us down [Chorus] First qualified witness Look at what I made (first qualified witness) First qualified witness Tell me it still stays We were both right all along We were both right all along Hand it to the fire And let it hold its own [Bridge] Built out a secret path VPN to all that grit Pulled the Viewpoint data close Every table, every bit Taught myself to speak in rows Learned on my own, I had equal Though many times I felt quite lost I was just preparing for the SQL [Final Chorus] First qualified witness Look at what I made (first qualified witness) First qualified witness Tell me it still stays From the scripts to the skybound code React and a node I penned We were both right all along We were both right all along Turn a vision into form And let it hold, let it hold, let it hold its own [Final Verse] I taught my mind new waves Neural paths and patterned streams Training models on the dust Of a thousand tangled dreams Learned to shape an agent’s core Guiding how it learns and why Augment every spark we have So our insight multiplies Now I’m passing on this fire Coaching how to question true Mentoring my fearless team So their vision cuts straight through First qualified witness still To the future that we’ve grown Where our human hearts and code Stand together, holding, holding, holding their own
