Lyric

A thousand voices drift into the air

Decisions fall from towers, unaware

We speak our truths, but the echoes fade

Lost in the silence that power has made

Still I keep my flame, though the night is long

Tiny sparks survive where the world feels wrong

I can’t change the tide, but I’ll guard my ground

In the quiet resistance, my soul is found

Walls of order stand, unshaken, tall

While whispers tremble, too faint to call

Our hands may build only grains of sand

Yet hope is carved in what small hearts withstand

Still I keep my flame, though the night is long

Tiny sparks survive where the world feels wrong

I can’t change the tide, but I’ll guard my ground

In the quiet resistance, my soul is found

Every step a fragile song

Every breath says “I belong”

Though the weight will never bend

I’ll carry truth until the end

Still I keep my flame, though the night is long

Tiny sparks survive where the world feels wrong

I can’t change the tide, but I’ll guard my ground

In the quiet resistance, my soul is found

My soul is found