Handmade heart

HANDMADE HEART
by Robert Ramage

Intro (spoken )

(A hammer strikes metal faintly… each hit slowly getting closer)

Before the world went digital…
Before everything had a button…
Hands learned by feel, not instructions.
Every mark meant something.
(final solid strike)
This is where the work begins.

Verse 1
There’s dust in the air and sweat on the floor
A bench worn down by years of use
Every tool’s got a story
Every scar’s a kind of truth
If it broke, you fixed it
If it failed, you tried again
A man stood tall behind his labor
Put his name on what he made with his hands
Verse 2
Now it’s quiet in a bright room
Just a screen and a moving line
One click makes a thousand copies
But none of ‘em stand the test of time
No weight in the work you’re holding
No fire in what you see
Fast don’t always mean it’s better
It just means you didn’t bleed
Chorus
So learn to lean where your heart leads
Not the path that’s already paved
Some things aren’t meant to be perfect
Some things are meant to be made
Yeah, learn to lean where your heart leads
Where the truth still cuts through
A handmade life lasts longer
Than a shortcut ever could
Verse 3
There’s an old clock tickin’ in the corner
Keeps time the honest way
Every second earned with patience
Not a promise thrown away
You can’t download conviction
You can’t fake what’s real
A soul ain’t built on speed alone
It’s built on how it feels
Bridge
If we trade our hands for numbers
Trade our voices for a tone
We’ll wake up rich in everything
But empty to the bone
Final Chorus
So learn to lean where your heart leads
Let the real outrun the new
Some roads need dirt and blisters
Some dreams need time to prove
Yeah, learn to lean where your heart leads
Let the human still be true
What’s built with hands and heart combined
Is the strongest thing you’ll do
Outro
(Band fades — one last hammer strike)
Some things aren’t programmed…
They’re earned.

Classic hard Rock guitars synthesizer keyboard drums bass guitar bluesy funk echo