Streets on Fire
[Intro – Clean guitar, arpeggi] (Tempo 76–80 bpm, 6/8 feel riff riconoscibile e particolare ripetuto,hard rock, southern, metal ballad slow but hard
Streets on Fire
[Intro – Clean guitar, arpeggi] (Tempo 76–80 bpm, 6/8 feel riff riconoscibile e particolare ripetuto,hard rock, southern, metal ballad slow but hard
Lyrics
Verse 1
Cold rain falling on the neon signs,
Footsteps echo through the broken lines.
People walking with their heads down low,
Carrying dreams they never got to know.
Whispers rising from the underground,
Voices tremble but they stand their ground.
A thousand stories carved in every face,
All searching for a little grace.
Pre-Chorus
And every night we try to hide the pain,
But the cracks keep breaking through again.
Chorus
These streets on fire, burning higher,
No one hears the cries we’ve thrown into the night.
A world divided, bruised and tired,
We raise our fists just trying to survive the fight.
Oh, we’re holding on though the truth is dire…
These streets, these streets are on fire.
Verse 2
Sirens screaming through the shattered glass,
Shadows dancing as the hours pass.
Mothers praying for a calmer day,
Kids learning life the hardest way.
Promises scattered like the dust in air,
Leaders talking like they really care.
But in the alleys where the cold winds blow,
It’s the powerless who always know.
Pre-Chorus
And every tear that falls becomes a spark,
Lighting up the corners of the dark.
Chorus
These streets on fire, burning higher,
No one hears the cries we’ve thrown into the night.
A world divided, bruised and tired,
We raise our fists just trying to survive the fight.
Oh, we’re holding on though the truth is dire…
These streets, these streets are on fire.
Bridge – Soft to Heavy Build-Up
How much longer will we bleed in silence?
How much louder must the drums of defiance beat?
There’s a heartbeat under concrete violence,
Still believing we can stand on our own feet.
Hey—
Can you feel it rising?
Hey—
A storm we’re not disguising.
Guitar Solo
Breakdown – Spoken/Sung
We’re tired of waiting,
Tired of fading,
Tired of living on the edge of hope.
The clash is shaking,
The ground is breaking,
But we hold the line,
We hold the rope.
Final Chorus
These streets on fire, burning higher,
No one hears the cries we’ve thrown into the night.
A world divided, bruised and tired,
We raise our fists but we’re reaching for the light.
Oh, we’re holding on though the truth is dire…
These streets, these streets are on fire.
These streets… on fire.
Outro – Slow Fade
Cold rain falling, washing down the flames,
But the scars still whisper all our names.
Till the dawn rewrites the darkest hour,
We’ll be standing…
Together…
In the power.