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Child of Sun and City Street 2 by Joy

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Child of Sun and City Street 2 by Joy - R&B/Soul,female vocals music cover art

Child of Sun and City Street 2

R&B/Soul,female vocals

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Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
In the lonely fields my quiet sorrow builds,
Dust on my shoes, memory on my heels.
Life cuts deep, its edges bite like frost,
Silence is my hobby, I count what I’ve lost.
Mama’s kitchen hums in the corners of my mind,
Braids in my hair, the lullabies we’d find.
Little hands that learned to fold and fight,
I learned to keep my secrets out of sight.
[Pre-Chorus]
My mind holds stories no one else can see,
A safe, soft vault where I bury what bleeds.
Many come with pain, we fall and rise again,
One by one we learn to breathe through rain.
[Chorus]
Child of sun and city street — (hook)
Child of sun and city street — (hook)
Can I come to you where grief and rhythm meet?
Under your warm, forgiving heat.
[Verse 2]
Horrible memories build, they whisper, they chill,
I write on the back of receipts by the window sill.
A blue pen, a bent song, my first chorus at ten,
Under porchlight I promised to be more than then.
Neighbors know my name, the corner store light,
Grandma’s hymn rising on a Sunday night.
Depressed I am now, but my talent’s quiet glow,
A small spark in the dark the city will someday know.
[Pre-Chorus]
My mind keeps the best of what I can’t say aloud,
A gentle keeper, not lost in the crowd.
Many join me in pain but still we hold on tight,
We stay, we fold, we wear our wounds like light.
[Chorus]
Child of sun and city street — (hook)
Child of sun and city street — (hook)
Can I come to you where grief and rhythm meet?
Under your warm, forgiving heat.
[Bridge]
I hold my pen like a lifeline in the dark,
I find my truth in the margins, leave a mark.
From a tiny heart with ink-stamped scars,
I build a map of constellations from these parts.
You taught me hunger, you taught me how to bend,
But not to break — I learn to rise and mend.
[Chorus — Final]
Child of sun and city street — (hook)
Child of sun and city street — (hook)
Can I come to you where grief and rhythm meet?
Under your warm, forgiving heat.
[Outro]
Lonely fields and city lights, both made of me,
Scars and songs braided into what I’ll be.
Life may cut and silence may hold cold,
But in my voice, my story’s bold.