[male
vocals] (
Gentle,
echoing
piano
chords)
Yeah.
This
one
is
for
the
path
walked
alone.
From
the
shadows
into
the
light.
Humble
PJ.
Listen.
Born
when
the
sun
was
setting
on
their
years,
I
arrived
as
the
last,
amidst
the
silent
fears.
The
house
was
quiet,
the
struggle
was
long,
I
grew
up
learning
how
to
hold
onto
the
song.
Child
of
the
hustle,
early
morning
dew,
Looking
at
the
mirror,
trying
to
find
who
I
grew
into.
I
was
just
a
boy,
small
hands
and
a
heavy
heart,
Watching
the
world
pull
the
pieces
of
my
life
apart.
But
the
fire
inside,
it
never
let
me
sleep,
I
had
promises
to
make
and
secrets
I
had
to
keep.
I
am
a
one-man
soldier,
carrying
my
cross,
Counting
the
gain
against
the
heavy
weight
of
loss.
Humble
PJ
rising,
I
won't
ever
turn
back,
Walking
through
the
storm,
staying
steady
on
the
track.
I
won't
give
up,
no,
I
won't
let
it
fade,
For
the
sacrifices
made,
for
the
foundation
laid.
My
mother’
s
prayer
is
the
armor
on
my
chest,
Every
single
day,
she
puts
my
soul
to
the
test.
I
see
her
face
when
I
dream
of
better
days,
Guiding
my
spirit
through
the
complicated
maze.
I
want
her
to
eat
the
fruit
of
all
she
bore,
To
open
up
the
windows
and
walk
through
the
door.
I
want
her
to
smile,
to
know
she
did
it
right,
That
her
boy
is
shining,
even
in
the
dead
of
night.
I
am
a
one-man
soldier,
carrying
my
cross,
Counting
the
gain
against
the
heavy
weight
of
loss.
Humble
PJ
rising,
I
won't
ever
turn
back,
Walking
through
the
storm,
staying
steady
on
the
track.
I
won't
give
up,
no,
I
won't
let
it
fade,
For
the
sacrifices
made,
for
the
foundation
laid.
And
Father,
I
know
you’
re
watching
from
the
stars
above,
I’
m
trying
to
make
you
proud
with
every
ounce
of
love.
I
carry
your
name,
I
carry
the
scars
of
the
past,
Building
a
legacy
that
I
know
is
meant
to
last.
I’
m
the
better
version,
the
man
I’
m
meant
to
be,
Set
from
the
chains
that
once
tried
to
tether
me.
It
hasn’
t
been
easy,
the
road
is
long
and
cold,
But
I’
m
turning
the
pages
of
the
story
yet
to
be
told.
With
God
in
the
lead,
I’
m
walking
through
the
fire,
Climbing
the
mountain,
reaching
ever
higher.
I’
m
standing
tall,
though
the
wind
tries
to
blow,
With
the
blessings
of
my
mother,
I
continue
to
grow.
Humble
PJ,
the
mission
remains
the
same,
To
honor
the
blood,
to
honor
the
family
name.
I
am
a
one-man
soldier,
carrying
my
cross,
Counting
the
gain
against
the
heavy
weight
of
loss.
Humble
PJ
rising,
I
won't
ever
turn
back,
Walking
through
the
storm,
staying
steady
on
the
track.
I
won't
give
up,
no,
I
won't
let
it
fade,
For
the
sacrifices
made,
for
the
foundation
laid.
I
carry
the
cross.
I’
m
the
one-man
soldier.
For
you,
Mom.
For
you,
Dad.
I’
m
Humble
PJ.
I’
ll
never
give
up. (
Fade
out
with
soft,
sustained
piano)