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[Intro] Dust on the record, fresh page in the pen Count it from the corner, here we go again [Verse 1] I learned the map from the cracks in the pavement Lunch in a paper bag, plans in the basement Mom kept the rent paid, hope in the cupboard I kept a notebook where the loose change hovered Bus ride humming past the old laundromat Dreams in a backpack, strap on the shoulder flat Friends had a question: who you gonna be? I said, give me one mic and a little room to breathe No shortcut signs, no silver in the drawer Just a beat-up pair of shoes and a reason to want more Every closed door taught the knuckles how to knock Every missed chance put a stronger hand on the clock [Chorus] We make a way from whatever we got Turn a small spark into something that won't stop Tell your story, let the whole room know If the road gets rough, keep your feet down low [Verse 2] Now the same block sees the name on the flyer Kids by the fence talking dreams through the wire I tell them, keep your first draft, don't erase it The strange little details are the parts that make it Cousin called late with a job on the line Said, you sound different; I said, I finally sound like mine Not chasing every voice that was loud in the hall I found a steady rhythm and I gave it my all Guitar on the sample, bass under the floor Snare snaps twice and the whole crowd asks for more But the words stay human, every bruise, every win A story only matters when you let somebody in [Chorus] We make a way from whatever we got Turn a small spark into something that won't stop Tell your story, let the whole room know If the road gets rough, keep your feet down low [Bridge] Keep the receipt for the days you survived Keep the names of the ones who kept you alive When the room goes quiet and the doubt gets loud Put your truth on the table, stand up proud [Verse 3] I still take the long route, still greet the cashier Still call my old friends when the finish line nears Success ain't a spotlight hanging over the street It's dinner on the table and a family at peace So I write for the kid with a question in his chest For the late-night worker giving everything their best For the ones told no before they learned to say yes Put a little more heart in the world, no less [Chorus] We make a way from whatever we got Turn a small spark into something that won't stop Tell your story, let the whole room know If the road gets rough, keep your feet down low [Outro] Whatever we got, that's enough to begin Keep your feet down low, let the next page in
