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The Morning Owes Me Nothing
I watched the green turn into gray
Watched every promise slip away
The numbers fell the room stood still
I lost the fight but not my will
I used to think the rising line
Could buy me back a little time
But every high must meet the ground
And silence has its own sweet sound
The morning owes me nothing
The sky has made no deal
I don’t need back what vanished
To know that I am real
Let every number leave me
Let every bell be gone—
I came here chasing fortune
I’m leaving with the dawn
Some nights I counted every loss
Like broken stars I couldn’t cross
Then somewhere near the edge of day
I heard the city wake again
No victory waited at the door
No miracle restored the score
Just one small breath one open street
And morning underneath my feet
The morning owes me nothing
The sky has made no deal
I don’t need back what vanished
To know that I am real
Let every number leave me
Let every bell be gone—
I came here chasing fortune
I’m leaving with the dawn
Maybe losing isn’t falling
Maybe falling isn’t done
Maybe all the years behind me
Were just teaching me to run—
Not toward another promise
Not toward another crown
But toward the life still waiting
When the numbers all go down
The morning owes me nothing
And I owe nothing to the night
Let yesterday keep everything—
I’m walking toward the light
No need to beat the market
No need to prove I won—
I came here chasing fortune…
I’m leaving with the sun
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