In a small town, he was just a kid
Playing tunes on strings, dreamin' big
Against the odds, he chased the light
Fought through darkness, into the night
Maybe it was written in the stars
Rising up, breaking all the bars
Now he's on a stage, blinding lights
City sounds, fans screaming high
Guitar in hand, he owns the night
Echoing dreams through the sky
Maybe it was written in the stars
Rising up, breaking all the bars
He remembers nights, doubts in his mind
But never once did he lose the grind
From basement dreams to the city's roar
He's the kid who wanted more
Maybe it was written in the stars
Rising up, breaking all the bars
In every chord, the fire still lives
Through every note, his heart he gives
Years of struggle painted on his skin
But every scar, a badge of every win
Maybe it was written in the stars
Rising up, breaking all the bars
And as the echoes fade, he stands tall
From a small town dreamer to having it all
His guitar sings the story of his fight
From shadows' grip to the spotlight
Maybe it was written in the stars
Rising up, breaking all the bars