Fire Without a Name

It starts somewhere deep inside. Before the beat, before the breath, just a spark

that won't forget. That won't forget. That won't forget. That won't forget. I've been walking

through the sound. Tracing echoes underground. Every whisper, every flame, leading back from

where I came. I don't chase what fades away. I just love the shape of

day. Every scar, a secret tone. Every rhythm calls me Home.

And I know when the silence breaks, it's the sound my spirit makes.

No fear, no reason to hide. The night and I,

we coincide. I'm a fire without a name. Burning wild, untamed by blame.