Web of Rhythms

(ahh) Late train hum and the sky cut blue

We got gold in the bruise Corner store sermon in a cold

stairwell Ten on my back and a story to tell

Mama said move with your chin held high Even when the rent

got loud at night I learned that grace got steel in it

Pain in the page,

put skill in it

Friends turn thin when the checks run low Still I bring light

where the cracked blocks glow I don't talk big,

I just build my lane Dust on my shoes,

but I still make rain

Hold on,

don't let the night decide We bend,

we don't break inside One breath and the whole world shifts

Your name in the dark still lifts We swing wide from the

edge of the fall Hands in the air like we answer the

call You and I make a way through the spin If the

door won't move, we are getting in Rise with me,

rise with me now

Love make thunder, we don't bow

They want the clean cut version of truth But the roots got

dirt and the dirt made proof

I seen fear put a tax on speech So I wrote my

fire where the kids could reach

Girl on the hook got stars in her tone

I bring the grit and she carries it home Violin cry with

the kick and snare

Whole room lean when we throw that dare I said hold me

steady

You said never fold

I said hearts get heavy

You said turn it gold We swing wide from the edge of

the fall Hands in the air like we answer the call You

and I make a way through the spin If the door

won't move, we are getting in

Rise with me, rise with me now Love make thunder,

we don't bow

We don't bow

We rise somehow (ahh)