Stitched Horizon

[Verse 1]
Sunrise paints the city in hues I’ve never known,
A vibrant fabric, finally mine to call my own.
The Haeundae salt wind whispers, a promise drawing near,
No longer just a memory, but a future crystal clear.

[Chorus]
My future’s a tapestry, wide and bold and bright,
Each vibrant thread, a story unfurling in the light.
A luminous weave, no frayed ends in sight,
Steering my own loom, bathed in triumphant light.

[Verse 2]
Past Gamcheon's vivid walls, a pattern once unclear,
Now strong seams emerge, dismissing every hidden fear.
The quiet strength I found in tangled memory's soft spin,
A fierce resilience, truly woven deep within.

[Chorus]
My future’s a tapestry, wide and bold and bright,
Each vibrant thread, a story unfurling in the light.
A luminous weave, no frayed ends in sight,
Steering my own loom, bathed in triumphant light.

[Bridge]
No more a delicate lace, so fragile, prone to tear,
But sturdy denim, stitched with purpose, beyond all compare.
This boundless momentum, a vibrant, kinetic hum,
My own design, a future brightly become.

[Outro]
Threads of destiny, tightly spun and true,
A masterpiece of me, shining, brand new.