Hold On Through the Crossfire

[Verse 1]
You learned to sleep
To the sound of sirens
Counting cracks
In the kitchen wall
News on mute
So the kids don’t hear it
You mouth
“it’s fine”
But you don’t believe it at all
[Chorus]
Hold on through the crossfire
When you’re lost between their lines
You’re more than what they fracture
More than broken border signs
When the sky is falling louder
Than the prayers you barely speak
Hold on
Unheard
Uncounted
I swear you’re not the weak
[Verse 2]
Your mother’s house
Is a foreign country
Same old street
But the flags have changed
You pack your life
In a plastic suitcase
Every photograph
Now feels stained
[Chorus]
Hold on through the crossfire
When you’re lost between their lines
You’re more than what they fracture
More than broken border signs
When the sky is falling louder
Than the prayers you barely speak
Hold on
Unheard
Uncounted
I swear you’re not the weak
[Bridge]
They argue maps
Over silver tables
While you share bread
By a candle’s flame (oh)
They trade your nights
Like spare
Small numbers
But they can’t steal
Your hidden name
[Chorus]
So hold on through the crossfire
When you’re lost between their lines
You’re more than what they fracture
More than broken border signs
When the sky is falling louder
Than the prayers you barely speak
Hold on
Unheard
Uncounted
Your quiet heart still beats
[Outro]
In every house
Where the windows tremble
In every prayer
That dies halfway
Hold on
All you
The world won’t mention
You are the price
They’ll never pay

Cinematic piano and strings build under intimate female vocals; verses start hushed with close-mic breathy tone, then swell into a soaring, chest-voice chorus. Sub-bass pulses and distant warlike percussion add gravity; airy pads and a children’s choir texture lift the bridge. Dynamic arc from fragile and exposed to defiant and anthemic, with a final chorus that blooms into layered harmonies and long reverb tail., female vocals