[Intro – low, reverent]
Engines humming.
City asleep.
Somebody’s life
Is riding shotgun tonight.
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[Verse 1]
Two a.m., red lights blur
Hands steady, vision clear
He’s seen things that don’t unsee
Still shows up, still volunteers
No sirens in his spirit
But the weight is real, it’s there
Every mile’s a silent prayer
Every run says “I still care”
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[Pre-Chorus]
Dark tries to stay with you
Ride home, sit in the chest
But he lifts his head anyway
Says, “No—this world still needs my best.”
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[Chorus – powerful, hopeful]
🔥 He carries the light through the worst of the night
🔥 When hope’s running thin, he drives straight ahead
🔥 Seen the dark, didn’t let it stay
🔥 Faith intact, shoulders straight
When the world breaks quietly—
Alex holds the line.
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[Verse 2]
Kids yelling “Uncle Alex!”
Whole room brightens up
Like the past can’t touch him here
Like love just fills the cup
Flashlights lined up, charged and ready
Laughs about lumens, beams
But he knows light ain’t just watts
It’s what you keep inside your reach
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[Pre-Chorus 2]
He don’t preach loud
He lives it through
Grace in motion
That’s the truth
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[Chorus – bigger]
🔥 He carries the light through the worst of the night
🔥 From hospital doors to morning skies
🔥 Doesn’t flinch, doesn’t fold
🔥 Devout heart, unbroken soul
When the dark won’t let you sleep—
Alex holds the line.
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[Rap / Breakdown – grounded, calm]
Yeah
Seen real endings, real loss
Still believes the cross still costs
Not naïve, just disciplined
Chooses good again and again
Steel wheels, Grenadier
Through the storm, always here
No cape, no praise required
Just a man who won’t expire
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[Bridge – emotional pause]
If darkness asks him why he stays
After all he’s had to see
He says, “Someone gets tomorrow
Because I didn’t leave.”
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[Final Chorus – full cinematic drop]
🔥 He carries the light through the worst of the night
🔥 Turns despair into borrowed time
🔥 Love intact, faith deployed
🔥 Gentle voice, iron resolve
You don’t beat the dark with noise—
You outlast it with light.
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[Outro – soft engine fade, click]
Headlights on.
Morning comes.
Uncle Alex’s home.
Gnik
