[Intro]
A silhouette in a pale glow, heartbeat in the frame,
eyes fixed on the horizon, no sound but the name.
Leopard collar whispers, gold threads catching light,
young man of the moment, ready for flight.
[Verse]
Facing the glare of a square world, he holds the line,
dark skin, steel resolve, a measure in time.
The jacket speaks in patterns, a story sewn tight,
every stitch a decision, every crease a bite.
He studies the distance, the path not yet clear,
breath steady, ground beneath them both near.
Dreadlocks rise like banners, upward they trace,
ambition in the quiet, a measured pace.
White behind him, pink halo kissing the crown,
the center of a storm, yet calmly unwound.
[Chorus]
Stand tall, stand brave, let the color ignite,
shine through the stillness, own the blue-white light.
Stand tall, stand brave, let no fear confide,
ride the pulse of the moment, let truth be his guide.
[Verse]
The world at the edges plays tricks with the scene,
but he keeps his rhythm, not swayed by the screen.
Gold on the lapel glints with a quiet claim,
not chasing the thunder, but filling the frame.
He moves with purpose, a map in his eyes,
a future unwritten, a fire in the tries.
White background, a canvas for what he’ll become,
pink glow a compass toward decisions begun.
[Chorus]
Stand tall, stand brave, let the color ignite,
shine through the stillness, own the blue-white light.
Stand tall, stand brave, let no fear confide,
ride the pulse of the moment, let truth be his guide.
[Bridge]
Whispers of paths that loop in the glow,
he chooses a direction only risk could know.
Leopard edge, quiet thunder in his chest,
he’s not just a image, he’s proof of the quest.
[Chorus]
Stand tall, stand brave, let the color ignite,
shine through the stillness, own the blue-white light.
Stand tall, stand brave, let no fear confide,
ride the pulse of the moment, let truth be his guide.
[Outro]
The white fades softly; the pink stays near,
a vow in the silence, crystal and clear.
GrizzlyJones
