** "Hey everyone... I see you out there.

To John’s tribe, and all of you who’ve found a seat in the front row... thank you for listening.

Phoenix is starting to feel like home. It’s got its shadows, sure... but the light here? It’s a Burning Truth. Let’s breathe it in."**

I’m tracing lines on a brand new map

Avoiding every familiar trap

The sidewalk heat rising through my soles

While I’m filling in all these empty holes

Met a painter today in a small café

She said 'The colors never look the same'

I’m learning the language of the street

Where the hard concrete and the spirit meet.

It’s the Burning Truth we carry inside

Nowhere left for the heart to hide

Through the highs and lows of this city air

I’m finding the strength that was always there

Living the passion, breaking the chain

Finding the sun through the desert rain.

Some days are golden, some days are blue

But every face has a story that’s true

I’m trading my fears for a steady beat

Walking the rhythm of a different street

My leather boots know the way by now

To keep the promise and keep the vow

To live for the music, to live for the light

In the middle of the heat, in the middle of the night.

I met a man named Elias near the mission walls...

A year ago, he was a ghost in the shadows,

Sleeping where the world forgot to look.

But a local hand reached out

A bridge built of kindness.

Now, he’s not just surviving; he’s the one holding the door open.

He told me,

'Once you lose everything, you finally see what’s worth keeping.'

That’s the most beautiful truth I’ve ever heard."

It’s the Burning Truth we carry inside

Nowhere left for the heart to hide

Through the highs and lows of this city air

I’m finding the strength that was always there

Living the passion, breaking the chain

Finding the sun through the desert rain.

The truth is burning...

We’re rising up...

For the tribe... for the light...

It’s gonna be alright.