Concrete Cathedral 7

Verse

Dusk on the block where the speakers bleed

Grey light spilling through a half-closed window sheet

Last one standing after the subs go cold

Shoes untied but I ain't losing control

Tin roof rattling like it's ready to fall

Sirens fade out, bassline's still all

I was chasing the high that I'd never find

Turns out it was right inside my mind

Gutter steam rising like a thousand prayers

Sky turns silver where the city disappears

I was running through fire for the wrong kind of prize

This is the calm after the sirens died

Pre-Chorus

Hands still shaking, breath comes slow

Something broke open that I needed to know

Floor's gone quiet but my heart don't stop

Every step out into this pale gold top

Chorus

Concrete cathedral, morning light bleeding through

I was chasing the high but I found something true

Gold on the roof where the speakers used to be

This is the calm after the sirens died

Verse 2

Pigeons scatter off a wet tin wall

Bassline fading but my ribs still call

To the pulse that won't let me rest

Every echo of what I was possessed

Now it's just the air and how it moves

Nothing chasing, nothing to prove

The city wakes soft where the speakers slept

I'm not lost, I'm learning how to keep

My breath steady while the sirens fade out

This is the hush after the riot loud

Every scar still humming with the sound

Pre-Chorus

Hands still shaking, breath comes slow

Something broke open that I needed to know

Floor's gone quiet but my heart don't stop

Every step out into this pale gold top

Chorus

Concrete cathedral, morning light bleeding through

I was chasing the high but I found something true

Gold on the roof where the speakers used to be

This is the calm after the sirens died

Bridge

No more noise to drown what's left inside

Just this breath and the weight that I've lived

The crowd thins out, still I won't leave

Every heartbeat's a benediction I need

The walls remember everything we say

I built my cathedral in a better way

Out of every scream there's a hymn I can sing

Chorus

Concrete cathedral, morning light bleeding through

I was chasing the high but I found something true

Gold on the roof where the speakers used to be

This is the calm after the sirens died