Verse 1
Morning crawls in through the blinds,
City’s bruised, just like my mind.
Coffee’s bitter, truth is too,
Another day I gotta move through.
Streetlights hum like they know my name,
Promises flicker, never stay the same.
I don’t wake up clean, I wake up real,
Just trying to feel something I can feel.
Pre-Chorus
Ain’t no halo over this place,
Just smoke and rain and a tired face.
Chorus
I’m looking for the good in every day,
In the cracks, in the gray.
Between the lies and the unpaid dues,
I’m hunting hope like a missing truth.
It ain’t loud, it don’t shine bright,
Sometimes it barely survives the night.
But I’m still here, so I still say—
There’s something good in every day.
Verse 2
Newsprint bleeds, headlines scream,
Everybody selling broken dreams.
Hands shake passing change around,
Eyes don’t lift, they watch the ground.
I’ve learned the world don’t owe me grace,
It just keeps time, sets the pace.
Still—I saw a smile on a stranger’s face,
Felt like mercy in a forgotten place.
Pre-Chorus
Maybe good don’t wear a crown,
Maybe it just doesn’t back down.
Chorus
I’m looking for the good in every day,
In the wreckage, in the delay.
When the plan falls through and the lights burn out,
I listen close instead of shouting now.
It ain’t pure, it ain’t complete,
Sometimes it limps down broken streets.
But I keep walking anyway—
Looking for the good in every day.
Bridge (low, spoken / half-sung)
Maybe good is just getting up.
Maybe it’s not giving up.
Maybe it’s choosing not to harden
In a world that forgot forgiveness.
Verse 3
I’ve made my deals with doubt and fear,
Let ‘em ride shotgun, year by year.
But even in the dirtiest light,
Something human still fights to rise.
A laugh in a bar at closing time,
A song that hits when it’s out of time.
If that’s all I get, I’ll take my share—
A spark of good in the midnight air.
Final Chorus (Lift, restrained)
I’m looking for the good in every day,
Not to escape—but to stay.
To prove my heart ain’t dead inside,
Just scarred and still alive.
The dark may speak, but it don’t decide,
I choose the truth that survives.
Even when hope feels far away—
I’ll look for the good in every day.
Outro (quiet, noir fade)
Neon fades.
Night exhales.
Still breathing.
Still here.
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