Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Lyrics
I’ve been creating in the quiet, hoping someone might hear,
And you showed up like a steady light through this long, strange year.
Every listen, every follow felt like a hand on my shoulder,
Like you whispered, “Keep going, your voice gets bolder.”
To the ones who shared a song and said, “This needs to be heard,”
To the folks on YouTube leaving kindness between the words,
To the Suno crew who spin the tracks and send them around:
You remind me music is a seed that grows when it’s found.
Thank you
For lifting these songs.
Thank you
For proving we’re strong.
Thank you
For every way you’ve shown
That none of this work
I carry alone.
And to the dancers on the sidewalk in Chaska’s cold air,
Where democracy beats while you’re swaying right there;
When you turn protest might into a joyful floor,
It reminds me what these songs were always meant for.
I see your faces in the chords, your footsteps in the rhyme,
And every share, every comment keeps the tempo in time.
If gratitude had a chorus, it would sound like your names,
A thousand quiet echoes igniting our flame.
Thank you
For lifting these songs.
Thank you
For proving we’re strong.
Thank you
For every way you’ve shown
That none of this work
I carry alone.