Lyric

In the morning light I write

Same old pen same fight

Chasing dreams that drift away

Colors fade to shades of gray

Canvas blank I search for spark

In the noise it's hard to hark

Craft and soul against the grind

In this maze so much to find

Fading illusion genius wanes

Every day feels much the same

Lines repeat the pains we keep

Yet it's in the ache we're free

Heartfelt tunes play through the night

In these notes I feel the light

Struggle shapes the songs we cast

Truth unveils beyond the past

Sales don't guide this weary hand

In the quiet I understand

Genuine rises from the fall

Meaning found within it all

Fading illusion genius wanes

Every day feels much the same

Lines repeat the pains we keep

Yet it's in the ache we're free