Mura Viventi

[Verse 1]
The city breathes a quiet hum, a lonely, silver line.
Then on the air, a melody, that makes this moment mine.
My kitchen tiles reflect the moon, a whispered, joyful beat.
This silent room, now feels like noon, from my head to my feet.

[Chorus]
Oh, the beat, it knows my name, it knows the salt on my skin.
It sets my very soul aflame, where do I begin?

[Verse 2]
The floorboards creak, an ancient sigh, like crumbling frescoes fade.
But through the cracks, a vibrant sky, a promise newly made.
Each archway in this memory, a structure standing tall,
Supports this wild discovery, before I take the fall.

[Chorus]
Oh, the beat, it knows my name, it knows the salt on my skin.
It sets my very soul aflame, where do I begin?

[Bridge]
From Palermo's sun-baked stone, a rhythm starts to swell.
The wind from the sea, it calls me home, a story it can tell.
This moment builds me, brick by brick, a spirit bold and true.

[Chorus]
Oh, the beat, it knows my name, it knows the salt on my skin.
It sets my very soul aflame, where do I begin?

[Outro]
Dancing here, with walls so bright, I'm rising, taking flight.