Mission

Watching all the memories drifting with the rain.
People doubted visions living in my soul,
But I kept believing I was made for something more.
Long roads, cold winds,
Chasing destiny; every step was writing who I meant to be.
Through the noise and chaos, through the endless fight,
I found a hidden fire burning in the night.
Maybe every failure was a lesson in disguise,
Turning broken pieces into strength that never dies.
And until the morning breaks the dark in two,
I'll keep following this mission to the truth.
Neon reflections dancing on the riverside; every new horizon keeps the dream alive.
Used to watch the future fading out of sight,
Now I see it shining brighter every night.
Heartbeat with the rhythm,