[Intro]
Yo, I tread the city blocks where the shadows lean, feel the weight of a cape curtain-tight on my jeans.
I’m Clark in the mirror, masks on a shelf, but streets know my name in the language of stealth.
[Verse 1]
I move through concrete canyons, heartbeat in kryptonite tones,
Eyes like streetlamps cutting through the chrome of drones.
People whisper miracles, I sip coffee, I grind, I breathe, I stall the sirens with the steel of my will and my knees.
Power ain’t a shout, it’s a whisper that holds, it’s paying the bill when the monthly rent folds.
I lift the load of a city that never signs off, but I’m just a man with a ledger of losses.
[Chorus]
I’m the man with the symbol on my chest, but I’m human in a world that never rests,
Trying to save a hundred lives while I’m counting the cost in my chest,
If I break the day, who fixes the night? I’m learning to fly from the ground up right.
[Verse 2]
I walk past the graffiti prayers, I hear the street-chant confessions,
Power’s a currency I’m told to hoard for progression.
But I trade a thousand worries for a moment of trust,
In alleyway meetings, I’m counting the debts left unsaid.
Identity’s a question with a dozen mirrors,
Superman or a guy who just got over the years.
I’m balancing two names like two street bikes,
One’s a halo, one’s a fight with the blindsight.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every siren wail is a tally in my head,
Every neighbor’s sorrow is a thread I dread.
If I step back, what am I, where’s the line?
Between saving a world and losing my own time.
[Chorus]
I’m the man with the symbol on my chest, but I’m human in a world that never rests,
Trying to save a hundred lives while I’m counting the cost in my chest,
If I break the day, who fixes the night? I’m learning to fly from the ground up right.
[Bridge]
Under the cape there’s a pulse that’s tired and true,
A quiet survivor in the mirror staring back at me and you.
We lift each other when the city runs out of steam,
Heroes don’t just save — they answer every scream.
[Chorus]
I’m the man with the symbol on my chest, but I’m human in a world that never rests,
Trying to save a hundred lives while I’m counting the cost in my chest,
If I break the day, who fixes the night? I’m learning to fly from the ground up right.
[Outro]
So I carry the weight with a streetwise sigh,
Super in the headlines, human when I cry.
The dawn asks for mercy, my pulse says I’ll try,
To stand, to fall, to rise — with you and I.
