Stray Thread Echo

[Verse 1]
Saw my face on the billboard, a new pattern woven tight,
Then your name, a stray thread, broke the quiet of the night.
Three years spun to silence, a fabric worn and frayed,
Now you're reaching out, wonderin' where the old me stayed.

[Chorus]
A bittersweet echo, from a life I outgrew,
The city lights shimmer, but they ain't shining for you.
Old looms hum a new tune, a tapestry untold,
But the memory of your hands, still a story to unfold.

[Verse 2]
Remember playing 'ludu', hands sticky from the stew?
Mama's proverbs humming, guiding all we used to do.
Now I navigate these freeways, a different kind of drum,
Building legacies from frayed ends, till the kingdom come.
Atlanta still my backdrop, where the djembe deep still calls,
But these new designs I'm drafting, beyond those old brick walls.

[Bridge]
This ain't just gold plating, this is sweat in every stitch,
A tribute to the spirits, from every Ghanaian ditch.
My soul's a woven kente, colors bright and bold,
A story only my own two hands could ever unfold.

[Outro]
Still feel your ghost in the asphalt, a silent, knowing nod.
Yeah, the threads change, but the weave remembers where we trod.