Grace in the Grind

šŸ’–Grace in the Grind [Verse 1] They said, ā€œBoy, your fate’s the county line, Ain’t no gold past that welcome sign.ā€ But I packed a hunger the world can’t feed, And walked out chasing what I need. [Verse 2] Had a map drawn wrong and a pocket of faith, A busted compass that still showed grace. Learned sweat talks louder than any plan, And a dream don’t quit just ā€˜cause you can. [Chorus] I found my grace in the grind, Where hope gets kicked but still won’t die. Kindness shines where hearts grow cold, And rock bottom’s where the story’s told. I don’t need gold, I need a cause— The kind that bends the broken laws. So I keep on walking, fire in my chest, Chasing the road that don’t let me rest. [Verse 3] They called me foolish, maybe they’re right, But fools still dance in the dying light. I built my home from the things I lost, Turned every ā€œnoā€ into what it cost. [Verse 4] Necessity taught me how to see, That freedom’s just responsibility. Every fall carved another line, Till I wore my scars like a state of mind. [Bridge] Let ā€˜em say I’m chasing wind— I’d rather lose than not begin. A single spark’s enough to burn Every doubt I never learned. [Final Chorus] I found my grace in the grind, Where hope gets hurt but still survives. Kindness blooms where hate grows old, And rock bottom’s where the heart turns gold. I don’t need gold, I need a cause— Something holy in all this flawed. So I’ll keep on walking, dust in my soul, Living by faith on the road I chose.