[Verse 1] 6:12 on the clock, coffee steam on the sill, Orange spills on brick, the morning's quiet thrill. You fold your jacket slow, I lace my old shoes tight, We trade a crooked smile and step into the light. [Pre-Chorus] There’s a map in the cracks where our footsteps line the street, Tiny constellations, ordinary and complete. We learn how to breathe through the noise and the small fights, Promise keeps us steady when the day ignites. [Chorus] Shine beyond the sky — watch our small sparks multiply, Turn the city’s glass to a chorus of our lives. Hear the neon hum, feel the rain on our skin, We’ll make the quiet corners sing from within. [Verse 2] Laundry tumblers hum like a second-rate parade, You hum an off-key tune, I laugh until it fades. Phone screens light apologies, the world outside moves fast, But we slow the clock with moments meant to last. [Pre-Chorus — Variation] No script, no map, just the way your hand fits mine, We stitch up the midnight with a faulty line of rhyme. When doubt tries to whisper that our colors won’t hold tight, We fold it into paper planes and send it into flight. [Chorus] Shine beyond the sky — watch our small sparks multiply, Turn the city’s glass to a chorus of our lives. Hear the neon hum, feel the rain on our skin, We’ll make the quiet corners sing from within. [Bridge] There was a night you said you feared the elevator’s fall, Afraid of empty rooms, of ceilings feeling small. I promised I’d be louder than the silence you can’t ou