Fighting Means You’re Moving

[Verse 1]
You keep showing up
To an empty room
Talking to the dark
Like it might answer soon
All those late-night plans
Stacked beside your bed
Every “maybe tomorrow”
Echoes in your head
[Chorus]
You’re not failing
You’re fighting
Even when the world stays quiet
Every step that no one sees
Still counts
Still counts
You think nothing here is moving
But your heart keeps on refusing
To give up on the man you are
Fighting means you’re moving
Fighting means you’re moving
[Verse 2]
You call it wasted time
I call it holding on
Every time you stand
After being stepped on
You think that heavy load
Is proof you’ve come up short
But only those who walk this far
Ever feel this worn
[Chorus]
You’re not failing
You’re fighting
Even when the world stays quiet
Every step that no one sees
Still counts
Still counts
You think nothing here is moving
But your heart keeps on refusing
To give up on the man you are
Fighting means you’re moving
Fighting means you’re moving
[Bridge]
One breath more
That’s a victory
One small yes
In the hardest week
Look at you
Still here
Still trying
Weight on your back
Means you’re still climbing
[Chorus]
You’re not failing
You’re fighting
Even when the world stays quiet
Every step that no one sees
Still counts
Still counts
You think nothing here is moving
But your heart keeps on refusing
To give up on the man you are
Fighting means you’re moving
Fighting means you’re moving

Intimate piano ballad with male vocals; close-mic’d, almost whispered verses over sparse chords, then a warm swell of strings and soft drums entering at the chorus. Melodies stay simple and memorable, with a gentle lift on key reassurance lines. Subtle backing harmonies wrap the hook, leaving air and emotion in the mix.