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Colors of the Soul 1 by Prime_2d_max

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Colors of the Soul 1

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[Verse 1]
Woke up with the sunlight cutting edges sharp across my skin,
The quiet blankets the room, but outside voices wrap around the wind.
Coffee's gone cold again, mind's racing like a restless street,
Trying to catch a thread of calm where the world and my shadow meet.
[Pre-Chorus]
Fingers trace the cracks in this worn out wooden chair,
Memories stick like tape, yet I’m gasping for fresh air.
[Chorus]
Colors of the soul painting stories bold and undone,
Rising from the silence where the fight has just begun.
Brush strokes bleeding hope, tangled in a web unknown,
We'll find the light inside the shades we’ve never shown.
[Verse 2]
City hums like a heartbeat under tired feet and sighs,
Footsteps blending into one, chasing clouds across low skies.
Every scar’s a map, every smile’s a whispered song,
Read between the lines where the broken pieces belong.
[Pre-Chorus]
Breathe in slow, the moment’s thick and almost too much to bear,
Yet there’s a spark that flickers quietly beneath despair.
[Chorus]
Colors of the soul painting stories bold and undone,
Rising from the silence where the fight has just begun.
Brush strokes bleeding hope, tangled in a web unknown,
We'll find the light inside the shades we’ve never shown.
[Bridge]
Like threads pulled tight across an empty room,
I stitch my heart’s edges, slowly making room.
The gray spills out in hues I never dreamed to own,
Breaking through the shadows to call this place home.
[Chorus]
Colors of the soul painting stories bold and undone,
Rising from the silence where the fight has just begun.
Brush strokes bleeding hope, tangled in a web unknown,
We'll find the light inside the shades we’ve never shown.
[Outro]
So here’s to the colors no one else can hold,
The quiet strength in stories bold, the colors of the soul.