Table Tapestry

[Verse 1]
Under the dim light, that chipped enamel gleam,
My hands map out these figures, living out the silent dream.
Kitchen table, where the textbooks used to weigh me down,
Now my hands count the threads, building a life profound.

[Chorus]
Same table, different sum, yeah, the fabric's redesigned,
Every fiber tells a story, left the struggle far behind.

[Verse 2]
Flickering streetlights paint the window, a familiar haze,
Hear the djembe in the traffic, through these urban maze days.
They saw the raw material, never thought I'd weave it gold,
Now the tapestry is vibrant, stories waiting to unfold.
These patterns interlock, the ones I chose, the ones I fought for,
Stacking blessings on the table, I ain't asking for nothing more.

[Bridge]
Felt like an outsider, pulling stray threads in the dark,
But these intricate designs, they leave an undeniable mark.

[Outro]
Yeah, the loom keeps turning, new patterns every day,
My hands on the rhythm, leading the new way.