Remembering

8/13/2025Aria v1
[Intro] [Verse 1] Back when the streets were our playground, cracks in the pavement, Old sneakers tied tight, chasing dreams we’d engrave in. Flipping through Polaroids, faded smiles in the frame, Grandma’s porchlight humming, life was simpler, no fame. Scribbled rhymes in notebooks, beats tapped on the desk, Now the clock’s ticking louder, but I’m stuck in the past’s breath. Every scar’s a story, every tear’s a stained glass, Nostalgia’s a ghost town, but I’m walking it back. [Chorus] Remember the nights we swore we’d never grow cold? Now the echoes of laughter’s a story untold. Time’s a thief, but the memories stick to my soul, In the cracks of these rhythms, I’m finding my home. [Verse 2] Dad’s old mixtape spinning, static like a heartbeat, Mom’s lullabies wrapped in snowstorms and heat. Brother’s hand on my shoulder, ā€œWe’ll rise from the mud,ā€ Now his voice is a whisper in the rush of the b***d. High school halls empty, lockers rusted with years, Promises we made drowned in a river of fears. But the beats keep reminding me—roots never die, Even stars fade to dust, but their light fills the sky. [Chorus] Remember the nights we swore we’d never grow cold? Now the echoes of laughter’s a story untold. Time’s a thief, but the memories stick to my soul, In the cracks of these rhythms, I’m finding my home. [Bridge] Scars on the pavement, graffiti names washed by rain, Life’s a looped sample—joy, pain, repeat, rearrange. I’m stitching the fragments, a quilt of the years, Heartbeats in the silence, the past’s always near. [Outro]