(Cinematic
piano
building)
Oh
John
Ndabila,
look
up
now
The
sky
is
wide,
the
road
is
long
But
the
fire
inside
you
is
stronger
than
the
doubt
Let's
go
Early
morning
sun
is
hitting
on
the
pavement
glass
Watching
every
single
shadow
of
the
shadows
pass
They
told
you
it
was
heavy,
they
told
you
wait
in
line
But
you
got
a
vision
dancing
in
the
deep
design
Your
hands
are
calloused
but
your
heart
is
made
of
steel
You
know
the
struggle
is
the
only
thing
that's
real
John,
keep
your
focus
on
the
prize
you
see
ahead
Forget
the
empty
words
and
all
the
things
they
said
Rise
up,
reach
for
the
light
that's
calling
out
your
name
You're
walking
through
the
furnace
but
you
won't
feel
the
flame
Break
the
ceiling,
leave
the
floor,
let
your
spirit
fly
John
Ndabila,
see
the
greatness
in
the
open
sky
It's
a
marathon,
not
a
sprint,
find
your
steady
pace
There
is
glory
waiting
at
the
end
of
every
race
Every
step
you
take
is
writing
down
a
brand
new
page
Stepping
out
of
silence,
taking
center
on
the
stage
You
felt
the
weight
of
seasons
where
the
rain
would
never
stop
But
you're
the
climber,
John,
you're
heading
for
the
mountain
top
No
more
looking
backwards,
no
more
counting
up
the
cost
You
haven't
lost
a
thing
that
wasn't
meant
to
be
lost
Your
strength
is
rising
like
a
tide
against
the
rocky
shore
You're
standing
tall
and
you
are
ready
for
a
little
more
Rise
up,
reach
for
the
light
that's
calling
out
your
name
You're
walking
through
the
furnace
but
you
won't
feel
the
flame
Break
the
ceiling,
leave
the
floor,
let
your
spirit
fly
John
Ndabila,
see
the
greatness
in
the
open
sky
It's
a
marathon,
not
a
sprint,
find
your
steady
pace
There
is
glory
waiting
at
the
end
of
every
race
When
the
wind
gets
colder
and
the
night
feels
long
Remember
that
the
hustle
is
the
rhythm
of
your
song
Stronger
than
the
pressure,
wiser
than
the
past
This
is
the
victory
that's
built
to
always
last
Rise
up,
reach
for
the
light
that's
calling
out
your
name
You're
walking
through
the
furnace
but
you
won't
feel
the
flame
Break
the
ceiling,
leave
the
floor,
let
your
spirit
fly
John
Ndabila,
see
the
greatness
in
the
open
sky
It's
a
marathon,
not
a
sprint,
find
your
steady
pace
There
is
glory
waiting
at
the
end
of
every
race
Keep
moving,
John
Keep
climbing
The
horizon
is
yours
Just
keep
rising (
Fading
out
with
soaring
strings)