(Verse 1)
Another Tuesday morning, the sun is a weary sigh
Scrolling through the headlines, another reason why
The old man yells at the TV, the kids are glued to the screen
Lost in a digital desert, where nothing is what it seems
We talk about the weather, we talk about the game
But no one talks about the silence, the quiet, creeping shame
The empty seat at the table, the phone call that never came
We smile for the camera, all playing the same old game
(Chorus)
'Cause we're living in the echo, a broken, blurry hum
A future built on sand, a past we can't outrun
The pressure in our chests, the debt we can't erase
The fear that we're just falling, lost in this endless race
The loneliness of millions, staring at a little light
Pretending everything's alright, in the middle of the night
We're all just holding on, with a whispered, desperate plea
For a little bit of grace, for a moment to be free
(Verse 2)
The ghost of the factory floor, where the jobs all disappeared
A father's silent burden, the future that he feared
The mother working two jobs, just to keep the lights on bright
Praying for a miracle, to make it through the night
We see the perfect pictures, the filters and the gleam
But we don't see the panic, the waking from a dream
The pills tucked in the medicine cabinet, the secret in the soul
The feeling you're a burden, a story left untold
(Chorus)
'Cause we're living in the echo, a broken, blurry hum
A future built on sand, a past we can't outrun
The pressure in our chests, the debt we can't erase
The fear that we're just falling, lost in this endless race
The loneliness of millions, staring at a little light
Pretending everything's alright, in the middle of the night
We're all just holding on, with a whispered, desperate plea
For a little bit of grace, for a moment to be free
(Bridge)
From the scars of our grandfathers, the wars they fought alone
To the anxiety of our children, seeds that we have sown
The things we never say, the walls we build so high
The hurt we're too afraid to look in the eye
But maybe if we listen, beyond the endless noise
We'll hear the silent voices, the strength in every choice
To reach out in the darkness, and find a hand to hold
A different kind of story, waiting to be told
(Outro)
Yeah, we're all just holding on, a quiet, simple plea
For a little bit of grace, a moment to be free
A little bit of honesty, just you and me
Just you and me.
