(Fade in running from police footsteps)
Midnight New York—rain like glass on my skin,
Cans in my grip, water jug heavy with sin.
Puddles shatter—NYPD shadows close in,
I stumble, drop one—gather fast, rise again.
Duck left, blend with the crowd, breath ragged and thin,
Twenty blocks later—cardboard waits like a hymn.
“Hey friend… food’s here… sorry, one slipped away.”
Lift the flap—flies swarm—rot steals the day. Decay
Why’d you let him fade?
(soft echo) Why’d you let him fade?
I’m tired of the weight…
(angelic swell) Tired of the weight…
You do this for love—
(whisper builds) For love… for love…
Chosen. No turning back.
(choir hums low) No turning back…
[Verse 2 – rising tension, strings creep in]
Knees hit the street—tears flood the alley,
“Why take every soul I care for? I’ve followed, I’ve rallied.”
I’ve given my all—why does it crumble to dust?
“I’m done chasing shadows—speak, please, speak—just trust.”
Rain halts mid-fall—birds hang like stone,
“Love!”—voice behind me—chills to the bone.
Backpedal—splash—through water, through years—
Birth-room floor, mother’s bed, light burns my fears.
You ask wrong things, son—
(scratchy static) Answers live in your scars…
Wars you watched—evil grinned—
(you stood, you are…)
Army waits. Thy will be done—
(choir cracks in) Step forward… obey…
Sit back—bring the light—
(Long Beach calls tonight…)
Head splits—visions crash: every curse I spat,
Lives I let slip—car-prayers yelled at your back.
“Forgive me, Father—for I have sinned.”
Rain turns thunder—boots march—war hymn begins.
Eyes snap open—world glows—humans burn like dawn—
I laugh, I rise: “I can see! I can see!”
Veil torn—I’m the spark—
(choir roars) I’m the spark!
Drive! Drive! Through the dark—
(I’m the spark!)
Keys in my palm—coast fades—LA wakes wide—
Hollywood grins—Long Beach hums—I’m alive!
Stereo whispers: “Enjoy the ride…”
I smile back-keep going—
I’m the drive… I’m the light…
(soft, fading)
Love…
Not just love—
I’m the answer…
I’m the drive.
(Wakes up)
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