Street - Still Standing

Title: Street Symphony

Intro

Yeah...

Listen to the strings...

Every scar got a voice...

Every night got a story...

Verse 1

I grew up where the cold wind blows,

Where dreams disappear and nobody knows,

Streetlights flicker like they losing the fight,

Young souls chasing hope through the middle of the night.

Mama said, "Keep your head up high,"

Even when the dark clouds cover the sky,

Seen friends disappear, seen trust turn fake,

Had to learn every lesson from every mistake.

No silver spoon, no easy road,

Just heavy hearts and a heavy load,

But I kept moving, step by step,

Through every storm, through every threat.

The violin cries while the city sleeps,

Playing all the promises we couldn't keep,

Every note sounds like a memory,

Of who we were and who we'll be.

Hook

Violin crying through the night,

Still standing, still ready to fight,

Every scar got a story to tell,

Made it through the fire, never fell.

Violin singing in the rain,

Turned all the losses into gain,

From the bottom to the city lights,

Still chasing dreams through endless nights.

Verse 2

I remember empty pockets, hungry days,

Walking through the maze in a smoky haze,

People talk big but they never stay,

When the lights go out and the skies turn gray.

I got pain in my chest but fire in my soul,

Trying to patch together what life stole,

No shortcuts, no magic key,

Just hard work building the man I need to be.

The strings keep playing like a soundtrack,

Every setback pushing me right back,

To the vision that I carry inside,

No matter how many times they lied.

Every road got a price to pay,

Every king once lost his way,

So I keep moving, never freeze,

With the violin dancing in the breeze.

Hook

Violin crying through the night,

Still standing, still ready to fight,

Every scar got a story to tell,

Made it through the fire, never fell.

Violin singing in the rain,

Turned all the losses into gain,

From the bottom to the city lights,

Still chasing dreams through endless nights.

Bridge

Hear the strings...

They know my pain...

They know the battles...

They know my name...

When the world gets cold,

And the sky turns black,

The music reminds me,

There's no turning back.

Verse 3

Now I'm looking at the road ahead,

Thinking about every word they said,

Every doubt, every closed door,

Only made me want it more.

The violin rises, strong and proud,

Cutting through the noise of the crowd,

Like a voice from another place,

Telling me I belong in this race.

So if you're down and feeling alone,

Remember every legend starts unknown,

Keep your faith when the nights get long,

One day your pain becomes your song.

Outro

Yeah...

Street Symphony...

Violin and concrete...

Dreams and memories...

Still standing...

Still moving...

Still believing...