Rise from Rise by fcai

He walks.
No sound, just breath.
The dust stays on him.
He doesn’t wipe it off.
There’s no plan.
Just motion.
Every step—
something he survives.
No one left to call.
No one to blame.
Just hunger.
And memory.

We don’t rise loud.
We rise quiet.
One foot,
then the next.
Still breathing.
Still here.
That’s enough.

They tried to stop him.
Didn’t work.
He’s been through worse—
but he doesn’t say that out loud.
Pain’s not the story.
Endurance is.
He keeps walking.
That’s the whole thing.

We don’t rise loud.
We rise quiet.
One foot,
then the next.
Still breathing.
Still here.
That’s enough.

Dust clears.
He doesn’t look back.
He just keeps going.

• Alternative
• Classical
• ai generated music
• club music
• electronic
• minimal
• Brussels