The unCHOSEN - Folk Rock

They said I had it easy, Like I fit the mold. Easy smile, laid-back style, At least that's what they told. I'd laugh along with everyone, Raise a glass, stay awhile. But after all the noise died down, That's where I'd find my tribe. The gamer with the headset, The welder with a spark. The artist chasing colors Long after it got dark. Funny how the quiet ones Always stole the show. The more I got to know their hearts... The more my own would grow. --- *[Pre-Chorus]* Maybe we're all searching... Trying to belong. Maybe all we're missing Is someone singing the same song. --- *[Chorus]* The world keeps sorting people... I never learned that game. Everybody's chasing labels... I just learned their names. I was never looking For the coolest in the room. I was looking for good people... Funny how I found you. They called you **The UNchosen**... I never called you that. --- *[Verse 2]* I've met people with quiet voices Bigger than the loudest room. The kind who never asked for credit... They just showed up when you needed them to. Some could build with steel and fire. Some could heal without a word. Funny how the strongest people Were the ones you'd barely heard. Different roads and different stories, Different faces, different names. Turns out after all these years... Kindness always looked the same. --- *[Pre-Chorus]* If fitting in's the finish line... I'll gladly lose that race. I'd rather hear a thousand stories Than memorize one more face. --- *[Final Chorus]* The world keeps sorting people... I never learned that game. Everybody's chasing labels... I just learned their names. They called you **The UNchosen**... But they never knew your name. They only saw the surface... They never saw the flame. I'd rather build a longer table Than stand above the crowd. I was never looking for the chosen... I was just looking for good people. --- *[Outro]* Maybe none of us were ever unchosen. Maybe we were just waiting... For somebody Who saw a person... Before a label.