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Rhythm of the Soul 2 by Spider

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Rhythm of the Soul 2 by Spider - Pop-Soul Fusion music cover art

Rhythm of the Soul 2

Pop-Soul Fusion

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Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Windows fall with yesterday′s rain, I trace the lines that map my quiet strain.
City hums a distant steady tune, My shadow stretches long beneath the noon.
I spend hours chasing silhouettes, In cracked sidewalks and silhouette regrets.
But there′s a fire flickering beneath, A post that stirs beneath my greed.
This is the rhythm of the soul, Raw and wild, broken yet whole.
Beating fast where the heart took flight, Burning bold through the darkest night.
Sing it loud, where the edges fold, Caught between fragile and bold,
This is the rhythm of the soul.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Strangers class with stories in their eyes, Every street sign is a slice of skies.
I hold the weight of silent storms, In every scar where a new life forms.
Words slip like pearls still wet with dawn, Memories play a restless song,
Yet in this noise I find my tune, A quiet strain, a rising moon.
Underneath the faded paint, This is the rhythm of the soul,
Raw and wild, broken yet whole.
Beating fast where the heart took flight, Burning bold through the darkest night.
Sing it loud, where the edges fold, Caught between fragile and bold,
This is the rhythm of the soul.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
Underneath the faded paint, There's a melody that won't be faint.
It's not perfect, ragged, torn, A flame reborn, each breaking more.
This is the rhythm of the soul.
Raw and wild, broken yet whole.
Beating fast where the heart took flight, Burning bold through the darkest night.
Sing it loud, where the edges fold, Caught between fragile and bold.
This is the rhythm of the soul.
So here I stand, beneath God's gold, Alive in every fracture, gold.
This is me, with no disguise, living free.
This is the rhythm of the soul.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.