Pietra Viva

[Verse 1]
Sun-warmed glass, a flash, a sudden stare,
A stranger met me, standing right there.
No frescoes fading, no foundations worn,
A structure rising, where I was born.
My own design, against the street’s loud hum,
A quiet strength, finally become.

[Chorus]
Oh, I like who I see, looking back at me,
A new facade, wild and wonderfully free.
The salt on my skin, a crown of bright grace,
This solid structure, found its rightful place.

[Verse 2]
Remember days, when doubt would softly creep,
Like moss on ancient stones, buried too deep.
The whispers heard, through crumbling walls, so low,
Said "you're not enough," watched my spirit slow.
But now the sun just hits me, brave and bold,
A story written, one that must be told.

[Chorus]
Oh, I like who I see, looking back at me,
A new facade, wild and wonderfully free.
The salt on my skin, a crown of bright grace,
This solid structure, found its rightful place.

[Bridge]
From chaotic beauty, a spirit takes its stand,
Like a jasmine bloom, in this sun-drenched land.
Each worn-out arch, each whispering breeze,
Told me to grow strong, and finally find ease.

[Chorus]
Oh, I like who I see, looking back at me,
A new facade, wild and wonderfully free.
The salt on my skin, a crown of bright grace,
This solid structure, found its rightful place.

[Outro]
This is my truth, etched in the light,
A vibrant fresco, burning so bright.