Street Boysong

[Intro] Dusty sidewalks hum with distant buses, neon flickers in the rain A kid with a backpack full of wishes walks the broken lane Cracked windows whisper stories of a life that won’t wait But a heartbeat keeps time with footsteps, steady as a late-night train [Verse 1] I count the pigeons as they dive for crumbs of yesterday Mask my hunger with a smile, pretend the morning’s okay The corners know my name, they’ve seen me grow from chalk and clay I’m learning to belong in a place that never learned my name [Pre-Chorus] But I carry a map inside my chest, drawn in hope and grit Every bruise is a lesson, every margin I won’t quit [Chorus] I’m walking through the weather, I’m keeping faith in my two hands Building a future with the threads I find in abandoned plans If the night feels heavy, I’ll lift my voice and take a stand Belonging’s not a store you buy, it’s a courage I command [Verse 2] Sirens spell a rhythm I’ve learned to dance around I trade quiet for courage when the city speaks in sounds I dream of a small porch light, a roof where hearts align A place to call my own, where I’m seen, where I’m mine [Pre-Chorus] I jot my names in the margins of the sky above the blocks Every setback’s a chorus line in a song I won’t stop [Chorus] I’m walking through the weather, I’m keeping faith in my two hands Building a future with the threads I find in abandoned plans If the night feels heavy, I’ll lift my voice and take a stand Belonging’s not a store you buy, it’s a courage I command [Bridge] Maybe tomorrow wears a brighter shade, maybe hope grows tall I’ll share what I’ve learned with the kids who listen through the wall We rise on shared big dreams, tiny wishes paving roads Together we become the streets we’re learning to mode [Chorus] I’m walking through the weather, I’m keeping faith in my two hands Building a future with the threads I find in abandoned plans If the night feels heavy, I’ll lift my voice and take a stand Belonging’s not a store you buy, it’s a courage I command [Outro] So I’ll keep moving forward, with the city at my back and front Till every cracked step echoes that I’m more than what I was taught I’m here, I’m listening, I’m growing—and I’m finding where I stand In this street-lit story of resilience, I’m becoming my own person