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(ooh) Step in slow, let the room get wide
Boots on the floor and the dust kicks high Talk came cheap
but the work stayed mine Bent old keys in a cold back
hall I learned my name when the paint would fall She held
a note like a light in smoke I cut through doubt with
a dry throat joke Flute in the cracks and the snare hits
plain We make a crown from a week of strain Lean in
close when the night runs hot Hold me steady,
don't lose the spark
One more breath and we clear this turn Hearts stay open when
the wheels still burn Lift me up,
don't
let me fold tonight Hands in
the
air and we're holding tight You
sing gold through the grit and noise We turn hurt into a
louder joy Same old block but I walk more sure Scars on
the frame made the balance pure They want shine with no weight,
no bruise We built ours from the parts they'd lose Her line
cuts clean when the room goes dim Mine lands hard right over
the rim Kick and snare keep the bloodline true Every small win
made the sky break through
If I slip, be the sound I know
If you fade, I'll be there below
No clean map and no easy road
Still we carry this living load Lift me up,
don't let me fold tonight
Hands in the air and we're holding tight You sing gold through
the grit and noise We turn hurt into a louder joy
Stay with me now
Still rising (ooh)