Scaffolding Scars

[Verse 1]
That digital slab, a new block built from pixels, stood tall where we once carved our names.
And my phone vibrated, a ghost on the glass, from a number still etched in my veins.
Three years of silence, now the past ain't discreet, just a name on the screen, like a fault line.
Thought our old roots ran too deep to abandon the street, but the truth shifted time, made the asphalt mine.
You saw the Zenith, the crown, on a wall I designed, now you question the mortar, the bricks that define?

[Chorus]
This ain't the same block, the scaffold shifts, the air thick with what's unsaid.
You only text when the light hits the heights, see the blueprints I bled?
The concrete speaks volumes, the cracks in the street, remember the stories we fed?
Now you wanna stand here, where the new cornerstone sits, feel the weight in my head?

[Verse 2]
Used to sketch empires on worn domino tables, the cafecito steam blurred the lines.
Plotting escapes from these load-bearing cables, where the block’s memory intertwines.
We watched elder hands build from raw, sun-baked clay, heard the stories of struggle, the roots that run deep.
Now the skyline's a canvas, I painted my way, while the whispers you sent, well, they put doubt to sleep.
This edifice gleams, but the sweat made it weep, and those tears are the mortar for promises to keep.

[Bridge]
You see the climb, but not the demolition, the foundations I had to replace.
A quiet ambition, a soul on a mission, found solace in time and in space.
This isn't an offer, a hand reaching out, it's a question carved into the stone.
Does the weight of these branches still carry your doubt, when my roots grew alone?

[Outro]
Scaffold shifts... the air thick... blueprints I bled...
Yeah, the blueprints I bled.