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We Walked Through Fire 2 by Belinda

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We Walked Through Fire 2

Indie Pop,Female Lead Vocals

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Lyrics
Description
(Intro)
A cracked map shoved in the back of a coat,
A train ticket stub folded into hope.
Dawn smelled like cold coffee and wet pavement,
We tied our shoelaces to a promise we couldn't yet name.
(Verse 1)
You traced a line where rivers used to be,
I kept a small stone in my fist for company.
Morning light hit the ticket like a tiny sun,
We stepped onto a platform where a new story begun.
The air had the hush of pages about to turn,
Your laugh was a match, my fear a quiet burn.
(Pre-Chorus 1)
Our steps found rhythm against the city's hum,
Two heartbeats learning how to drum.
Not looking back, just leaning in,
Collecting the pieces of where we'd been.
(Chorus)
We walked through fire and learned our names.
(Verse 2)
Midway the sea tasted of salt and old regret,
Rain struck like coins, the mast groaned, the sky tore wet.
Thunder cracked like old promises undone,
The wind rehearsed every reason to run.
Your hand was cold, my fingers numb with salt,
The map blew out—an apology in a gust, no fault.
We tied the stub to the rail against the gale,
It shivered like a pulse, held on like a tale.
(Pre-Chorus 2)
This time our breath matched a steadier drum,
We learned to speak when the night felt numb.
Not just chasing dawn but calling it close,
Trading silent fear for the weight of our hope.
(Chorus)
We walked through fire and learned our names.
(Bridge)
There was a night I almost swallowed the word 'enough',
When the cliff looked closer than the road we'd walked.
I watched the map tear, ink pooling like a shadow,
I felt my voice thin, nearly hollow.
You pressed your palm against mine—warm and small—
A brass key gleamed like the answer to my all.
"Keep it," you said, "it opens the place you feared,"
I felt the scar on my thumb, how steady it had bled;
We folded the ticket into the pocket of the brave,
That tiny key became the lock we'd saved.
(Instrumental build)
(Chorus - Final)
We walked through fire and learned our names.
(Outro)
So here we stand with a healed hand and a new key,
A map mended with thread and the ocean at our feet.
The ticket stub is softer now, the edges worn and tame—
We keep it in a drawer with a quiet, honest flame.
We walked through fire and learned our names.
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