Spark of Courage

Lyrics

(Verse 1) When the morning sun is rising, And another day begins, I wonder where my footsteps lead, And if they'll matter in the end. Will the stories fade like stardust, Scattered by the passing breeze? Or will a child someday remember Something I helped them believe? (Pre-Chorus) When the pages all are turning, And my chapter reaches through, Will there be a trace remaining Of the good I tried to do? (Chorus) If I were gone tomorrow, What would people come to see? Would they point toward a statue Standing tall for all to read? Would they ask, "Who was this dreamer? Why does this monument stand?" Or would they ask, "Why isn't there one? For the kindness in their hands?" Will they remember my name? Will they remember my song? Or will the echoes disappear When I've been gone too long? (Verse 2) There's a mason carving marble, There's a king who builds in gold, But some of the greatest heroes Leave no monuments at all. For the mother who kept believing, For the teacher who gave light, For the friend who stayed beside us Through our darkest, longest nights. (Pre-Chorus) Maybe legacy is hidden Where no sculptor ever sees, In the hearts that carry forward Pieces of our memories. (Chorus) If I were gone tomorrow, What would people come to see? Would they point toward a statue Standing tall for all to read? Would they ask, "Who was this dreamer? Why does this monument stand?" Or would they ask, "Why isn't there one? For the goodness of their hands?" Will they remember my name? Will they remember my song? Or will the echoes disappear When I've been gone too long? (Bridge) Maybe stone can crack and crumble, Maybe towers someday fall, But a life that lifts another Leaves the strongest mark of all. Not in bronze or polished marble, Not in castles reaching high, But in every soul we've touched Who carries on our light. (Final Chorus) If I were gone tomorrow, I think I'd finally understand, The greatest statues ever built Are never made by human hands. They're the courage we inspire, They're the hope we leave behind, They're the hearts that keep on beating To the rhythm of our lives. And someday, When they tell the story, They may never speak my name, But if the love I gave keeps growing, Then the world won't be the same. (Outro) So if tomorrow never finds me, Let this be my legacy: Not a statue in a garden... But a better world... Because of me.