FOCUS
(Verse 1)
There’s this thing called focus,
It’s a power you can hone.
In a world, so full of chaos,
It’s the seed where growth is sown.
(Verse 2)
Our parents knew the value,
Of patience, grit, and skill.
From tending crops to mending hearts,
They climbed life’s steepest hills.
(Chorus)
No smartphones lit their evenings,
No AI to lend a hand.
They thrived with grit and effort,
Built the world on which we stand.
(Bridge)
But now the noise is deafening,
Our screens, a siren's cry.
We've forgotten how to focus,
And we let the moments fly.
(Outro)
So take a breath, reclaim the time,
Your power is your own.
With focus as your compass true,
You’ll find your way back home.
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Composed by Joe Pegasus. Original lyrics by Joe Pegasus Base music and vocals by MS Copilot and Ai Music Genrator.
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