The Falcon’s Strike (Indie Folk Pop Country)

Born into a name, but he carved his own way, Through the heartbreak, through the fray. He saw the shadows, he felt the cost, Still he stood tall, for the ones who were lost. Fought for the rivers, the land, and the air, Took on the giants who just didn't care. Spoke for the mothers, the voices unheard, Holding the line, standing firm with his word. Fought for the rivers, the land, and the air, Took on the giants who just didn't care. Spoke for the mothers, the voices unheard, Holding the line, standing firm with his word. We stand, we rise, we lift up your name, Through fire and trials, we carry the flame. For the children, for the truth, for the light shining bright, We won't back down—we join in the fight. Fearless, relentless, breaking the chains, Calling out lies, exposing the games. They try to drown him, but still he sings, A voice of the people, a promise that rings. They called him crazy, they twisted his name, But truth is a wildfire, it won't be tamed. He's standing tall where the fearless belong, Raising a chorus a million voices strong. We stand, we rise, we lift up your name, Through fire and trials, we carry the flame. For the children, for the truth, for the light shining bright, We won't back down—we join in the fight. We won't forget, we won't stand down, The battle is raging, but love holds the crown. For the little hands, for tomorrow's song, We march beside you—we'll keep pushing on.