[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Cold sheets, empty streets, echoes of your name,
Shadows linger where your laughter used to reign.
The bassline hums a truth I can’t deny,
A fractured melody beneath the neon sky.
[Pre-Chorus]
But the shaker’s whisper pulls me to the floor,
A heartbeat syncopated, knocking at my door.
Rhythm’s arms reach out, they guide me through the haze,
A conga’s prayer, a path to brighter days.
[Chorus]
From embers to gold, I rise, I rise, (oh-oh-oh!)
Dancing in the fire, reclaiming my skies.
The brass shouts freedom, my scars sing along, (sing along!)
Broken notes now healing—this is where I belong.
[Verse 2]
Fingers trace the cracks you left behind,
But the piano’s tears are sweeter, redefined.
The guitar scoffs, “Chika-chika, let it go,”
A syncopated rebellion, steady and slow.
[Pre-Chorus]
Hi-hats gossip, “Darling, don’t look back,”
Snare snaps clarity—no love lost, just tracks.
The bassline grins, “Follow my crooked spine,”
A polyrhythm prophet, stitching fractured time.
[Chorus]
From embers to gold, I rise, I rise, (oh-oh-oh!)
Dancing in the fire, reclaiming my skies.
The brass shouts freedom, my scars sing along, (sing along!)
Broken notes now healing—this is where I belong.
[Bridge]
Storm’s eye quiet, the drums chant low,
“Ash to anthem, let the rebellion grow.”
Call-and-response with the ghosts of my past,
The synth pads hug me—I’m whole at last.
[Chorus]
From embers to gold, I rise, I rise, (oh-oh-oh!)
Dancing in the fire, reclaiming my skies.
The brass shouts freedom, my scars sing along, (sing along!)
Broken notes now healing—this is where I belong.
[Outro]
