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Still Here - Living Port Moresby 1 by Richard

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Still Here - Living Port Moresby 1

R&B

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[Verse 1]
Coffee stains on my worn-out shoes,
Street sounds stealing morning’s quiet hues.
Before the sun cuts through my restless head,
I’m already chasing shadows, chasing dread.
The city breathes in hurried steps and cracked smiles,
Faces blur like forgotten miles.
I weave through voices tangled tight,
Invisible threads in the crowded light.
[Chorus]
I'm still here... still working through the noise,
Still carrying what no one sees.
Still hoping... and thank you Lord,
For another day, a quiet chance to breathe.
That one day... something in my life
Will shake loose, feel different, come alive.
[Verse 2]
Sidewalk stalls yawn under rain-streaked skies,
Dreams packed soft beneath tired eyes.
The laughter rolls like distant thunder,
I move like I’m stuck, torn asunder.
Not by choice, but caught in this stream,
I float unclaimed in someone else’s dream.
Passing strangers who don’t glance back,
Footsteps lost on this unmarked track.
[Chorus]
I'm still here... still working through the noise,
Still carrying what no one sees.
Still hoping... and thank you Lord,
For another day, a quiet chance to breathe.
That one day... something in my life
Will shake loose, feel different, come alive.
[Bridge]
The skyline blurs between gray and gold,
Stories folded, silently told.
I don’t need the street to know my name,
Just a flicker, a spark, a change in the game.
[Chorus]
I'm still here... still working through the noise,
Still carrying what no one sees.
Still hoping... and thank you Lord,
For another day, a quiet chance to breathe.
That one day... something in my life
Will shake loose, feel different, come alive.
[Outro]
So here I stand, in the thick of the crowd,
Voiceless but stubborn, unbowed.
The day breaks slow but it breaks just the same—
I’m still here, breathing your name.