Verse 1
I used to walk with my head hung low,
Boots dragging through the dirt like they carried my soul.
Every mirror felt like a stranger’s stare,
I was a half-made man with too much wear.
Thought I was destined for the shadows and dust—
A quiet life built on rust.
Verse 2
The nights were long and the days were thin,
Coffee turned cold before the dreams rolled in.
I hid from the sunrise, hid from myself,
Stacked all my failures on a sagging shelf.
Whiskey and silence were the gods I’d serve—
Never believed I deserved more than the hurt.
Chorus
But then she walked in—wild eyes, soft grace,
Like the whole damn sky lit up behind her face.
She touched my scars like they were something to keep,
Held my shaking hands till they learned how to speak.
I was nothing but dust till her light fell on me…
She saw a fire in me.
Verse 3
She said my troubles didn’t scare her at all,
That broken men rise higher after the fall.
Her voice was thunder wrapped in a gentle rain,
Said strength ain’t the same without a little pain.
And somehow I believed her, for the first time in years—
Her love drowned out all my ghosts and fears.
Verse 4
Now the mornings feel warmer than they should,
And I’m standing tall like a man who’s understood.
She gave my crooked pieces a place to land,
Turned the tremble in my soul into something that stands.
I ain’t perfect—but hell, I ain’t who I used to be…
Not since she saw the fire in me.
Chorus
‘Cause she walked in—wild eyes, soft grace,
Like the whole damn sky lit up behind her face.
She touched my scars like they were something to keep,
Held my shaking hands till they learned how to speak.
I was nothing but dust till her light fell on me…
She saw a fire in me.
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Bridge (atmospheric, echoing)
I never knew love could feel like breath—
Pulling me back from the edge of death.
She taught me the truth I feared to believe:
Even broken men can rise…
When someone sees what they can be.
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[DRUM & GUITAR DUELING SOLO — slow build → explosive → fading into grit]
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Final Chorus (bigger, rawer, grunge rasp)
Yeah, she walked in—wild eyes, soft grace,
And the darkness backed down, couldn’t hold its place.
She held my past like it didn’t own me,
Burned all the doubt I thought I’d always be.
I owe every sunrise to the way she set me free…
When she saw the fire in me.
BillyBobGwyn
