[Style: Indie Pop/Rap]
[Tempo: 114 BPM] (Starts acoustic and slowly builds into an uplifting summer anthem.)
(Verse 1)
Three years and these walls know my name,
They’ve seen heartbreak and they’ve seen change.
Pictures hanging, memories fade,
Funny how fast a life’s been made.
Cardboard boxes by the door,
Same old keys don’t fit no more.
Never thought it’d hurt this bad,
Saying goodbye to all I had.
(Pre-Chorus)
Isn’t it funny how life goes?
We spend our whole lives moving slow.
Then one day we’re somebody new,
Wondering where the old us went to.
(Chorus)
Oh August came so fast this year,
Bringing every hope and every fear.
One step closer to forever,
Holding on while things get better.
New beginnings at our door,
Building everything we’re hoping for.
Funny how God works after all,
August caught me when I’d fall.
(Verse 2)
I’ve got a million different thoughts,
Wondering if I’m good enough.
Scared to take another step,
Excited knowing what’s coming next.
You’ve been there through every storm,
Showing me what love is for.
A year and a half and somehow I know,
You’re the place I’ll call my home.
(RAP VERSE)
Funny, I was eighteen yesterday,
Laying in bed praying I’d find my way.
Looking at the ceiling wondering who I’d become,
Never would’ve thought I’d have everything I’ve got.
They don’t tell you growing up comes in waves,
One day you’re scared and the next you’re okay.
Funny how the things I prayed for scare me the most,
Guess that’s what it means when you’re finally close.
This ain’t just another move to me,
This is building what we’re meant to be.
Four walls and a couple dreams,
Doesn’t sound like much, but it’s everything.
(BRIDGE)
If you would’ve told me years ago,
I’d have laughed and said no way.
Funny now I’m packing up my life,
Watching everything change.
I used to pray I’d make it here,
Now I’m standing in the doorway.
(FINAL CHORUS)
Oh August came so fast this year,
Bringing every hope and every fear.
One step closer to forever,
Learning life’s about the little treasures.
New beginnings at our door,
Building everything we’re hoping for.
Maybe growing up ain’t moving on—
Maybe it’s finding where you belong.
(OUTRO)
So here’s to August.
To new keys.
To nervous smiles.
To forever.
And to the next chapter of our story.