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Intro)
[Hum of a fan, a deep breath]
Yeah...
Check the pulse...
Dhaka nights...

(Verse 1)
The fan is circling,a shadow on the ceiling
My spirit's temperature,there's no way of healing
Days turn to pages in a ledger I can't close
Debts to my dreams,I suppose
From the noisy office cage to the silent,empty wall
Feeling ten feet tall,but knowing I'm too small
They say,"Beta, make us proud, carry on the name"
But this weight feels like a forever-flame
On a forehead sweating in the April heat
Trying to stand my ground on a shifting concrete street
Is the blackout in the wires,or deep inside my soul?
A question that is slowly taking control.

(Chorus)
But which is more darkest?I gotta know the truth
Is it this four-walled night or my eternal youth?
The room gets light at dawn,a temporary phase
But the fog upon my future seems to thicken in a haze
So I'm sending out this prayer,a desperate satellite
God,I'm in the tunnel, show me just a speck of light.

(Verse 2)
I see the city glowing through the crack beneath the door
A million other people fighting their own private war
One gets a new car,one moves abroad to fly
And I'm just here,learning how to gracefully deny
Myself the simple luxuries,to save another take
For a future that might break,for my family's sake
This"adult" title's heavy, it's a crown made out of lead
Full of words I should have said,and tears I've left unshed
The system's a tight knot,and I'm all thumbs and nerves
Getting on my last damn nerve,getting what I don't deserve.
But beneath this quiet surface,there's a current, deep and strong
A rhythm to a different,a more persevering song.

(Bridge)
Maybe the darkest hour is right before the dawn
Maybe the strongest trees are from the seeds that are most torn
This silence isn't empty,it's a canvas, can't you see?
For the man I'm forced to be to meet the man I'm meant to be.
So I'll use this ink of shadow,I'll write my own design
This pain I'm navigating?It's going to be a line...
A line in the story'bout how I made it through the night.

(Chorus)
But which is more darkest?I'm starting now to see
The room is just a setting,the future's made by me
It might not be a straight line,it's a path I have to carve
But my will is like that fan,relentless, sharp
God,you gave the struggle, now I'm asking for the grace
To meet it face to face.

(Outro)
The fan...
Still spinning...
My heart...
Still winning...
The night is dark,it's true...
But my spirit's darker...
And a spirit that's this dark...
Can make the sun...
Start earlier.