[Intro]
In the smoke of the streets, I hear a counting heart
Footsteps falter, hopeful and torn apart
Whispers like wind through shattered glass
I speak in rhythms, a nation at last
[Verse 1]
I am a man with a weathered tongue and wary eyes
Carved by the battles that wear down sunrise
Loyalty weighs heavy, mercy weighs more
In the margins of truth, we’re keeping score
[Pre-Chorus]
Voices rise to ask if mercy can endure
The distance between right and wrong feels unsure
[Chorus]
O fragile peace, hold still for a breath
We dream of justice, out of the wreckage we walk from death
O fragile peace, hear the honest plea
We’re listening for dawn in a land that won’t forgive easily
[Verse 2]
Scenes of conflict flash like weathered scarlet rain
Pain writes its lines, but hope refrains
A narrator’s rhythm guides through fear and doubt
To find what mercy means when the truth fences out
[Pre-Chorus]
Can loyalty forgive what mercy cannot mend?
Can we discern the path where hate and love blend?
[Chorus]
O fragile peace, hold still for a breath
We dream of justice, out of the wreckage we walk from death
O fragile peace, hear the honest plea
We’re listening for dawn in a land that won’t forgive easily
[Bridge]
Darkness loosens its grip as the rumors quiet down
Footfalls soften; a hopeful bow begins to vow
To choose the slower truth, the patient light inside
To guard the broken mercy where truth and courage reside
[Chorus]
O fragile peace, hold still for a breath
We dream of justice, out of the wreckage we walk from death
O fragile peace, hear the honest plea
We’re listening for dawn in a land that won’t forgive easily
[Outro]
If a boy can dream beyond the guns and fear
If a city can listen, if we stay near
Through haunted skies, a fragile light will grow
And truth will guide us home, slow and somehow