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Act 3 · The BuildTrack 51 / 70
Dots In The Rearview
hip hop, rap, bagpipes, banjo, trumpet, saxophone, piano
SONG-187·2026-01-25
[Verse 1] I kept a notebook full of scraps One-word scars and coffee stains Tiny dots across the margin Things I swore I’d not explain I packed a bag before the sunrise I left the page I left the town Thought if I stayed ahead of answers Questions couldn’t drag me down [Pre-Chorus] But every mile drew a circle Every shadow spelled my name You can outrun any failure Till you see you’re still the same (yeah) [Chorus] I was breaking my life down into dots Trying to outrun every thought Wouldn’t draw the line I was scared of the design So I folded every chance I got Then I traced every mark that I had made All the hurt Every slip Every fade Once I linked it all Like a map on the wall I went straight to the top of my game [Verse 2] I saw the patterns in the late fees Missed calls Birthdays that I skipped Each excuse a little island Each apology half-written Half-ripped Every “later” was a landmark Every “maybe” was a sign Didn’t know that all my detours Marked the borders of a spine [Pre-Chorus] I put a ruler to the ruins Let the angles say their piece All the random All the ruined Turned to lines that pointed east (oh) [Chorus] I was breaking my life down into dots Trying to outrun every thought Wouldn’t draw the line I was scared of the design So I folded every chance I got Then I traced every mark that I had made All the hurt Every slip Every fade Once I linked it all Like a map on the wall I went straight to the top of my game [Bridge] Every dot a long night driving Every dot a promise broken Every dot a late decision Every word I left unspoken When I pulled them into focus Saw an arrow through the pain Not a prison But a pathway Pointing right back to my name (yeah) [Chorus] I was breaking my life down into dots Trying to outrun every thought Now I draw the line I’m in love with the design I don’t fold when the pressure gets hot ‘Cause I traced every mark that I had made Turned the shame into fuel Into flame Once I linked it all Like a map on the wall I went straight to the top of my game Yeah I shot like a spark through the rain Now I’m right at the top of my game (my game)
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