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Obsidian Daybreak | Relaxing Music🎧

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Obsidian Daybreak | Relaxing Music🎧

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Please Like and Subscribe Song: Obsidian Daybreak Lyrics: [Verse 1] I woke with the shape of the night still on my skin Ash on the pillow where the old fear lived in The city held its breath at the edge of first light And I stood in the doorway, learning how to be alive [Verse 2] I have folded my heart into a thousand small rooms Locked every promise behind a softer moon But the morning came in like a hand through smoke And every broken silence started learning how to glow [Pre-Chorus] If I can carry the dark Then I can carry the spark If I can face what I lost Then I can cross what I want [Chorus] Obsidian daybreak, call my name Let the black glass catch the flame I am not the shadow I survived I am the one who brought me through the fire alive Obsidian daybreak, open wide I will not turn from my own light What was buried, what remained Turns to gold in the rain [Verse 3] Every scar is a map, every tremor a clue To the fearless, unfinished shape of me and you I don't need a perfect sky to start again I only need this heartbeat and the will to let it in [Pre-Chorus] If I can carry the dark Then I can carry the spark If I can face what I lost Then I can cross what I want [Chorus] Obsidian daybreak, call my name Let the black glass catch the flame I am not the shadow I survived I am the one who brought me through the fire alive Obsidian daybreak, open wide I will not turn from my own light What was buried, what remained Turns to gold in the rain [Bridge] Let the hard lines soften now Let the tired hands learn how To hold the morning without fear I am still standing here [Final Chorus] Obsidian daybreak, call my name Let the black glass catch the flame I am not the shadow I survived I am the one who brought me through the fire alive Obsidian daybreak, open wide I will not turn from my own light What was buried, what remained Turns to gold in the rain