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Echoes of the Heart 1 by evans

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Echoes of the Heart 1

Pop Ballad

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[Verse 1]
Midnight spills its silver into the cracks of my street,
Empty cans rattle in the wind—forgotten, offbeat.
Corners bend like old memories, cracked pavement underfoot,
I trace the steps I left behind, but they dissolve like soot.
[Pre-Chorus]
And the sky feels heavy, pressing down like a whispered doubt,
But somewhere deep beneath this weight, a quiet voice shouts out.
[Chorus]
I’m climbing out from under, from where the shadows start,
Carrying the bruises but not breaking apart.
Every scar’s a story that I’ve earned along the climb,
Finding light in the silence, healing over time.
[Verse 2]
Coffee’s cold beside the window where the rain’s still steady,
Breathing in the crackle of the morning, soft and ready.
I wear my fragile armor stitched from nights of wandering alone,
Each step a pulse, each glance a spark that feels like home.
[Pre-Chorus]
And the echo of my footsteps plays a stubborn, steady beat,
Breaking through the quiet, stitching moments sweet.
[Chorus]
I’m climbing out from under, from where the shadows start,
Carrying the bruises but not breaking apart.
Every scar’s a story that I’ve earned along the climb,
Finding light in the silence, healing over time.
[Bridge]
There’s a crack in the pavement, wildflower pushing through,
Proof that something beautiful grows where hope is true.
No need for golden skies when dawn breaks slow and real,
I’m learning how to walk again with nothing left to conceal.
[Chorus]
I’m climbing out from under, from where the shadows start,
Carrying the bruises but not breaking apart.
Every scar’s a story that I’ve earned along the climb,
Finding light in the silence, healing over time.
[Outro]
Midnight fades, a whisper now, the cold begins to thaw,
I’m standing tall, a little worn, but guided by what I saw.