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The Journey of Growing 2 by 탈리아74

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The Journey of Growing 2

pop,female vocals

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(Verse 1)
Beneath the cracked sidewalks, where laughter used to play,
The shadows of our childhood slowly drift away.
In tangled trees of memory, leaves fall bittersweet,
Each step a whispered secret, where innocence and wisdom meet.
(Pre-Chorus)
A kaleidoscope of moments, fractured light and shade,
The fight inside the silence, the price that youth has paid.
Between the cracks of wonder and the weight of dreams,
We learn the art of changing, more fragile than it seems.
(Chorus)
This is growing up, a storm inside a bloom,
A dance of broken wings beneath a silver moon.
With hearts like wildfires, burning through the night,
We rise in fractured colors, chasing fading light.
(Verse 2)
The echoes of old lullabies clash with rebel songs,
Nostalgia’s bittersweet tide pulls us right and wrong.
We carry scars like medals, worn beneath our skin,
The battlefields of childhood where the healing begins.
(Pre-Chorus)
A kaleidoscope of moments, fractured light and shade,
The fight inside the silence, the price that youth has paid.
Between the cracks of wonder and the weight of dreams,
We learn the art of changing, more fragile than it seems.
(Bridge - Contrast Section)
But sometimes in the quiet, doubt creeps in like rain,
A mirror cracked in fragments, reflecting joy and pain.
The clash of who we were and who we’re meant to be,
A silent war within us, yearning to be free.
(Chorus - Variation)
This is growing up, a flame that bends and breaks,
A symphony of shadows, the choices that we make.
With hearts like wildfires, burning through the night,
We rise in fractured colors, chasing fading light.
(Outro - Reflective)
So here’s to broken mornings, and the nights we dared to dream,
The journey of growing is never what it seems.
A tapestry of moments, stitched with tears and love,
Becoming who we’re meant to be, beneath the stars above.