The Blueprint's Blurry

[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning with a ghost in my head
Not a spooky one, just all the things I haven't said
All the futures I've tried on, hung back in the closet
The ones that looked so shiny, now just collecting dust, I guess it's
Hard to pick a color when the rainbow's so wide
And every single shade has got a place to hide
A whisper saying "Be this," a shout saying "Be that,"
And I'm just stuck here spinning like a kitten chasing a flat

[Chorus]
Oh, the blueprint's blurry, the compass spins so fast
This never-ending battle for a self that's built to last
I'm a sketch in progress, a chapter yet untold
Still figuring out the story, still fighting for the gold
It's a beautiful, confusing, frustrating, hopeful war
To know who I am and what I'm truly fighting for.

[Verse 2[
Some days I'm a painter with colors on my hands
Ready to create new worlds across unfamiliar lands
The next I'm a scientist, searching for the proof
That there's a real me hiding underneath this roof
I read all the books, took all the online tests
To put this restless spirit finally to rest
They gave me a label, but it didn't quite fit
Like trying to wear a helmet when all you need is wit.

[Chorus]
Oh, the blueprint's blurry, the compass spins so fast
This never-ending battle for a self that's built to last
I'm a sketch in progress, a chapter yet untold
Still figuring out the story, still fighting for the gold
It's a beautiful, confusing, frustrating, hopeful war
To know who I am and what I'm truly fighting for.

[Bridge]
And some people find it early, they plant their flag and stay
But I'm still wandering the desert at the close of every day
Maybe the point isn't landing, maybe the point is the flight
To keep on chasing sunrises even through the dark of night
'Cause maybe the 'me' I'm searching for isn't one set thing
Maybe it's the rhythm, the constant, powerful swing.
[Guitar Solo - Reflective and determined]

[Chorus]
Oh, the blueprint's blurry, the compass spins so fast
This never-ending battle for a self that's built to last
I'm a sketch in progress, a chapter yet untold
Still figuring out the story, still fighting for the gold
It's a beautiful, confusing, frustrating, hopeful war
To know who I am and what I'm truly fighting for.

[Outro]
Yeah, the fight is never ending, but I'm learning how to breathe
In the chaos of the choices, in the futures I believe
I don't know who I'll be tomorrow, and that's okay for tonight
'Cause I'm showing up to battle, and I'm bringing my own light.
[Fades out with a final, lingering acoustic strum]

• musical style encompasses pop, R&B, synth-pop, and acoustic pop.