Dawn of a New Year

Hey! Ten, nine. City holding its breath

. We glow in the dark. Unafraid of what's next.

Broken glasses on the pavement. Old plans in the gutter. Rain-soaked,

got scars like small constellations. Every one of them a story we wrote.

Hands up high as the seconds fall. All our ghosts pressed against this

wall. Hear the thunder in our chests now. This is

where we break out. This is the dawn of a new year.

Hearts like drums, we're crashing through fear. Let the sky shake,