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A recorded reading of “We Don’t Fade”. If the player does not load, use the original audio source.
Same street, new courage. Pocketed bus stubs clink like tokens. When the lights cut, we strike our own matches. Old fear rings; we answer, then hang up. Bruises shelve themselves as proofs. In the after-hush by the shuttered shop, one note holds— no vanishing, just staying lit.
Alternative version
Same streets, new breath. Nights that tried to end us became tomorrow’s shoes. If the lights cut out, we strike a match between our hands. We don’t vanish when moments break; step by step we grow louder. Not perfect—just here. We don’t fade.
Lyrics
(Oh—) Same streets, new footsteps, Same sky, new breath. All the nights we thought would end us Turned into a different next. I kept my promises in my pocket, Wore my courage like a thread. Every time the world went quiet, I heard my loud heart instead. If the lights go out, We light them back. If the road disappears, We cut a track. We don’t fade, we don’t fade, We don’t vanish when the moment breaks. We don’t fade, we don’t fade, We get louder with the steps we take. Old fears call my number, Sometimes I answer, then I smile. ’Cause I know the sound of healing Takes a little while. And every bruise I tried to hide Turned into proof I made it through. Not perfect — just present — That’s the win I choose. If the lights go out, We light them back. If the road disappears, We cut a track. We don’t fade… (Don’t rush the quiet.) If the night comes back, I’ll stay, If the doubt comes back, I’ll say: I’m still here. I’m still kind. I’m still learning how to shine. … …fade.
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