Yeah…
Used to chase the shine, now I let it fade.
Turns out, the rust got its own shade.

Cracked hands, calloused soul,
Built my dreams outta dust and coal.
Every scar got a story to tell,
Every failure just rang my bell.
Ain’t rich, but I found my worth,
In the rain-soaked mud of this Earth.
Yeah, I learned more from losin’ hold,
Than I ever did chasin’ gold.

I’m rust and gold,
Weathered but whole.
Every dent, every fold,
Made me someone I can hold.
Yeah, I’m rust and gold,
A little worn, a little old.
But the shine don’t mean control —
I’m more alive in the rust and gold.

Used to want the spotlight glow,
Now I find peace in the undertow.
Every time I fell, I grew,
Turns out pain got petals too.
The mirror don’t scare me now,
I see grace in the cracks somehow.
Every storm left roots that hold,
I’m still standin’ — rust and gold.

I’m rust and gold,
Weathered but whole.
Every dent, every fold,
Made me someone I can hold.
Yeah, I’m rust and gold,
A little worn, a little old.
But the shine don’t mean control —
I’m more alive in the rust and gold.

I ain’t scared of breakin’ no more,
That’s how the light gets through the door.
If perfect’s gone, that’s fine by me,
I found truth in the ugly.
I don’t need the crown or throne,
I just need a heart I own.
And when they write my name in stone,
Hope it says, “He made peace alone.”

Now the nights feel warm again,
Old wounds turned into friends.
Time ain’t cruel, it just unfolds,
Every rusted piece turns gold.
And if I go before the dawn,
Tell the world I carried on.
Not flawless, not controlled —
Just beautifully rust and gold.

I’m rust and gold,
Weathered but whole.
Every dent, every fold,
Made me someone I can hold.
Yeah, I’m rust and gold,
A little worn, a little old.
But the shine don’t mean control —
I’m more alive in the rust and gold.

We don’t stay new forever…
But we get better.
Rust and gold.