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Verse 1

Single lamp paints the bills in fugitive light Fingers stutter through the stack like starlight I can see tomorrow through this wavering math Forty dollars missing—someone’s taking the path

Chorus

Lord, let me live another day to see this through I’ll turn the whole wide sky to change the hues Of what’s left over when this tally’s done Lord, let me live another day to see this through I’ll turn the whole wide sky to change the hues Of what’s left over when this tally’s done

Verse 2

Now the spoons are rattling in the drawer Shadows lean in whispering the floor I hear my mother’s voice in every zero Saying, “Child, the harvest starts in winter”

Bridge

No more empty spaces sky can hide I’ll stitch the seams where the cracks reside Heavy is the reckoning, heavy is the purse But light as truth when it’s spoken verse

Verse 1

Morning fog curls around the iron rails. A lone ticket burns a hole in my palm. The whistle sighs, a warning I can't hear. My shadow trembles on the cracked concrete. A distant town blurs behind a trembling heart.

Chorus

I watch the carriage disappear like a breath. Fear grips my throat, the platform swallows sound. But I stand still, the world a silent drum. Choosing the silence over the speeding wheels.

Verse 2

A coffee cup slides, steam rising like a flag. My fingers trace the graffiti of old promises. The sun cracks through clouds, painting the tracks gold. I lift my eyes, the horizon pulls me forward. Determination roots itself in my steady stride.

Bridge

Each step echoes louder than the train's roar. The wind lifts my coat, a banner of resolve. I turn my back on the missed departure. The road ahead hums with untold chances.

Outro

I walk, I walk, I walk— I walk, I walk, I walk—

Verse 1

That rusted hinge screams like the door to the past A yellowed permit from ninety-two I twist the key but my finger won’t turn Holds the weight like it still means something to me

Chorus

Oh Lord, clear a path to the back of the shelf Take the dust and the ghosts off with you Oh Lord, I’ll hand You the receipts of my mistakes And the only thing left in my name is a wrench and chains Oh Lord, clear a path to the back of the shelf Take the dust and the ghosts off with you Oh Lord, I’ll hand You the receipts of my mistakes And the only thing left in my name is a wrench and chains

Verse 2

A football card, grade so low it’s comical A Bible with scribbles on every page I grab each thing like it might grab back Then drop it quick when the dust cloud clears

Bridge

I swing the hammer where the light won’t go Every swing is a prayer I don’t say out loud One more board till the floor shows through One more plank till I see what’s true

Verse 1

I woke up to an envelope on my floor My name on it, a number I'd been waiting for The sum of all my mornings, late nights and strife But as I hold it, I feel a nervous life

Chorus

I'm taking my first step, into the unknown Where the bills are paid, but the future's unshown I'm trying to be brave, but it's hard to be bold When the weight of the world, is a story yet untold I'm taking my first step, into the unknown Where the bills are paid, but the future's unshown I'm finding my own way, through the dark and the light I'm gonna make it happen, I'm gonna make it right

Verse 2

I think of all the times, I had to make do The ramen noodles, the worn-out shoes But now I've got a chance, to make a change To be the master of my fate, to rearrange The pieces of my life, to make a brand new start I take a deep breath, and let my spirit restart

Bridge

It's not just about the money, it's about the pride It's about being able to stand, and not having to hide It's about being free, to make my own choices To live my life, with my own voices

Outro

I'm walking out the door, with my head held high I'm ready for the challenge, I'm ready to try I'm taking my first cut, of freedom and of life I'm gonna make the most of it, I'm gonna thrive.

Verse 1

Her morning coffee steams long after the mug is gone I duck behind the fence when her key turns in the lock The hallway light stays on until two o’clock

Chorus

Lord, keep her from my door when the wind blows hard I need to speak before I let the dark decide

Verse 2

Her voice on the phone was sharper than the knife I memorized its edge and slid it out of sight One Saturday, the blinds stayed shut all night

Bridge

I rehearsed it clean at the mirror this morning “Good morning” over the fence and down the stairs

Outro

Good morning

Verse 1

The Realtor’s sign leans in the yard like a question mark We switch on lamps just to keep the dark company Every creak upstairs used to be my brother’s drum Now it’s the wind counting floors it hasn’t sold yet

Chorus

I’m scared enough tonight to touch every old wound But tomorrow’s buyer won’t leave room for ghosts So I grip the banister like it’s still my weight to carry And scuff my boots on floors that used to trust my steps I’m scared enough tonight to count off every scar But the new front door won’t know how to hurt like this So I run my thumb along the sill that held the screen door And leave a smear of dust to say we used to live here

Verse 2

The kitchen drawer sticks where we kept the coupons Mom’s magnetic alphabet spelling “help” A shoe box labeled “loose change and memories” rattles When I move it toward the floor that isn’t ours

Bridge

One light left glowing in the upstairs hallway Three more dark rooms breathing behind me I turn the thermostat down instead of up— A small cruelty to make the ducts remember my breath

Verse 1

My cleats were still damp from the summer rain, I could hear the weight room calling my name. But the bench was where I always sat, Watching the season slip through the cracks.

Chorus

Oh, Coach kept blowing that whistle in the dark, Told me I still had a spark, told me I still had a part. Said the dark don’t drown the light, One more run, one more fight. Oh, Coach kept blowing that whistle in the dark, Told me I still had a spark, told me I still had a part. Said the dark don’t drown the light, One more run, one more fight.

Verse 2

I swore I heard the crowd call my number low, Still flinched when the starters took the field to go. He pulled me up beside the sidelines where the tape ran thin, Said, “You’re built for the last three minutes in.”

Bridge

First snap I ever took at the snapback’s sound, I turned and saw the best damn player on the ground. Coach just grinned and said, “Now you’re in, That’s the birth of a game I been hidin’ in.”

Verse 1

The phone sits silent on the kitchen counter. My thumb trembles over the missed‑call log. The clock ticks louder than my breathing. Coffee cools while I replay every answer. A knot curls in my stomach like a rope.

Chorus

I whisper, “Will they hear me?” and hear the echo back. Feet shuffle on the carpet, restless, but I stand. A pulse of hope sparks behind the fear, steady and bright. I lift my voice, “I’m ready,” even if the line is thin.

Verse 2

I draft a note, ink spilling like rain on paper. The hallway lights flicker, matching my quick thoughts. A neighbor’s laugh drifts in, reminding me I’m not alone. I straighten my jacket, the collar a small armor. Every step toward the desk feels like a climb.

Bridge

“Call me,” I say, and the room answers with a nod. “Will you wait?” I ask, and the silence leans in. Together we breathe, the tension loosening its grip. The phone buzzes—an echo of my own resolve.

Outro

I’ll answer that call, I’ll answer that call, I’ll answer that call, I’ll answer that call, I’ll answer that call.

Verse 1

First time the water hit my shins I froze in place Heard my cousin’s laughter like an echo off the bank “Just bend your knees and let it hold you,” she called I dug my toes in deeper—still the river had it all

Chorus

Oh, the river don’t care what you’re brave enough to name It’ll take the fear right out of your hands And leave you standing on some stranger’s shore With the light behind you and the dark before Oh, the river don’t care what you’re brave enough to name It’ll take the fear right out of your hands And leave you standing on some stranger’s shore With the light behind you and the dark before

Verse 2

Ten summers on I walked straight in past the warning rocks Salt on my tongue and mud between my toes Dog-paddled where the current ran so black it gleamed Not one lesson learned but every one I’d dreamed

Bridge

I turned my back on it—how could I not? Years rolled by like stones inside a pocket One blue afternoon I heard it call my mother’s name again Felt the old terror rise and burned it to a yes

Verse 1

I was home alone, the clock struck ten The lights flickered out, and my heart began to mend A fragile calm, before the fear took hold I waited for a spark, but the darkness grew old

Chorus

Rise up, rise up, and find the way Through the black of night, to a brand new day

Verse 2

I stumbled through the rooms, my hands out wide Searching for a match, a candle to abide The shadows danced upon the wall But I found my footing, and I stood tall

Bridge

I thought of all the times, I'd faced the dark before And how I'd made it through, to a brighter shore A spark within me, ignited like a flame And I knew I'd find my way, through the darkness and the pain

Outro

So I'll rise up, and I'll find the light And I'll lead myself, through the dark of night I'll rise up, and I'll shine so bold And the darkness will fade, as the morning unfolds

Verse 1

Key left in the register, noon light through the blinds Stockroom door creaks like it’s counting the lost time Price tags curl where the rain got in last fall You watch the streetlight flicker, like it’s got nothing left to say

Chorus

But this old corner’s holding me up like an old friend We buried the debts long before we knew we had them So turn the lock slow, wave to the ghosts in the aisles We did what we could with the daylight we had left But this old corner’s holding me up like an old friend We traded the ledger for a slower kind of winning So check the register, take the last bus home We did what we could with the light that was ours to spend

Verse 2

Last customer left a dollar on the counter Her kids still outside counting quarters for candy Windows fogged with the breath of our grandmothers Whispering prices like prayers we ain’t got the heart to raise

Bridge

Linoleum still remembers Mama’s shoes Broom leans where she left it, head resting on the broom One more coat of wax won’t bring back the traffic But it shines like Sunday when the door’s already locked

Verse 1

Rust ate through the floor where I stood Headlights flickered like a used-up mood One more turn, the engine gave out sigh Left me staring at a dead July sky

Chorus

So let me thank the wreck The wheezing heart that stopped when it ought Carried me home Every knock, every sputter, every fault Got me home So let me thank the wreck The wheezing heart that stopped when it ought Carried me home Every knock, every sputter, every fault Got me home

Verse 2

Found my people on the porch steps still My little brother held the screen door still Cloud of exhaust curled up like a prayer I walked in laughing through the kitchen air

Bridge

I’ll keep the keys on the nail by the door Alongside hers, like we never needed more Just to prove I know what carried weight Is what just put me here—straight

Outro

So let me thank the wreck The wheezing heart that stopped when it ought Carried me

Verse 1

The west wall still smells like damp plaster and regret Friday nights we never cooked dinner, just counted the cracks in the ceiling Landlord called it “character”—I called it a slow leak of my spirit Found a roach the size of my thumb marching across the fridge at dawn

Chorus

So send the last of my rent like a scout into the night I’m not looking back, but the doorknob still says goodbye Every hinge sang the blues when we stepped off the stair Today the light through the empty sockets is almost fair So send the last of my rent like a scout into the night I’m not looking back, but the doorknob still says goodbye Every hinge sang the blues when we stepped off the stair Today the light through the empty sockets is almost fair

Verse 2

Saturday morning the sun hit the bedroom yellow as a caution sign Took the bulb out last week so I wouldn’t have to see my face there Packed the books left of alphabetical just to annoy the alphabet Left the teapot full of dust—it lost its whistle anyway

Bridge

He said, “Child, a house is just wood and sorrow till you walk away” I said, “Preach, but tell me who gets to choose what stays and what decays?” The Bible says let there be light—and even the dark got its say

Verse 1

The streetlamp flickers as I stare at the empty hallway. A coffee cup cools, half‑full, on the kitchen counter. My thumb hovers over the screen, the number blinking back. Rain taps the window, but the room stays still. The night stretches, a thin wire of unanswered tone.

Chorus

I felt the weight of a ring that never rang. A hollow echo in the rooms where I breathe. Then a soft reminder that some doors stay closed to keep the light from spilling out too fast.

Verse 2

Morning drifts in, the sun spilling over the blinds. A message pops, a simple "Hey, hope you’re okay." I smile at the thought of a voice I missed but didn’t need. Gratitude settles like dust on an old bookshelf. The day moves forward, a quiet heart learning to rest.

Bridge

I trace the outline of the missed call, a line drawn in sand. It taught me that silence can be a gentle teacher. Every pause holds a promise of a later hello, and the space between breaths can carry a soft thank‑you.

Outro

I answered the quiet, I answered the quiet, I answered the quiet.

Verse 1

Last leaf curls on the mailbox hinge, my breath writes steam on the window pane. No one called to say they don’t care, but the ghost of winter’s already here.

Chorus

Oh, October hush, you keep me company, cold like the truth, warm like the memory. Oh, October hush, teach me how to wait, hold the dark like a lantern at the garden gate. Oh, October hush, you keep me company, cold like the truth, warm like the memory. Oh, October hush, teach me how to wait, hold the dark like a lantern at the garden gate.

Verse 2

Coffee’s gone cold on the bedside tray, the clock ticks forward and won’t look back. Still, I count the crickets one by one— who knew the dark could hold a tune like this?

Bridge

The stove clicks down like a metronome, counting beats till the chill breaks. One day the sun will slide past the sill and paint the floorboards gold again.

Outro

Oh, October hush

Verse 1

I drove by my old house today, saw a stranger on the porch swing Laughter and a child's birthday balloons, a life that doesn't know my name The tree we planted, it's grown tall, but the memories it holds are mine It's hard to let go, feels like a part of me is left behind

Chorus

But as I turned the corner, I felt a weight lift off my chest Realized I'm exactly where I'm meant to be, and that's a beautiful rest New floors creak beneath my feet, in this home where love resides Grateful for the life I've built, and the memories that I've made inside And as I lay my head down, I feel a sense of peace descend Like a warm blanket on a winter's night, it's a feeling that never ends New floors creak beneath my feet, in this home where love resides Grateful for the life I've built, and the memories that I've made inside

Verse 2

Sometimes in the dead of night, I wake up to the creaks and groans Of this old house, and for a moment, I'm back in my old home But then I hear the sound of breathing, feel the warmth of a body near And I'm reminded of the love that's here, and the life that's crystal clear

Bridge

It's okay to look back, but don't stare, that's what I've learned to say The past will always be a part of me, but it doesn't define my way I'm finding my own path, making my own rules, and that's a beautiful thing Learning to let go, and embracing the life that I sing

Outro

Now when I drive by my old house, I smile and wave goodbye Knowing that I'm exactly where I'm meant to be, and that's a feeling that won't subside Footsteps in my hall, a new life unfolding every day Grateful for the journey, and the love that's found its way.

Verse 1

The printed place cards mock the empty chair I signed my name before the ink could smear A plate of cake still mocks the single slice They laugh, they toast, they don’t remember how to include

Chorus

Lord have mercy on the one who brought no hands to hold Lord have mercy on the one who knows the cost of gold Lord have mercy on the wear and tear on Sunday clothes I thank You it’s a borrowed grace I came alone Lord have mercy on the one who brought no hands to hold Lord have mercy on the one who knows the cost of gold Lord have mercy on the wear and tear on Sunday clothes I thank You it’s a borrowed grace I came alone

Verse 2

One child trips and knocks my elbow near the punch Apologizes with eyes too old for years I wipe the spill, I smooth the tablecloth Count the stitches in the hem of every prayer

Bridge

If joy could be measured by a second chair Then my heart would be a room you couldn’t fill But gratitude is lighter than the air It walks right through the door I came to sit within

Verse 1

The house creaks where their voices used to be, footsteps down the hall but never stopping here. I trace the wallpaper, count the cracks I see— they must have loved this room before my time was near.

Chorus

Oh, the years roll by like the tide, leaving prints that I can't hide. I thank the ghosts they left behind, I thank the love that's still alive. Oh, the years roll by like the tide, leaving prints that I can't hide. I thank the ghosts they left behind, I thank the love that's still alive.

Verse 2

The photographs are yellowed now, edges curled with age, their laughter in the corners, soft as morning pages. I'd trade my wisdom for one day in their youth's wild cage, to see the world through eyes that turned these years to stages.

Bridge

I found a letter written in a hand I barely knew, "Don't stop at the doorway, darling, keep on going through." It wasn't meant for me, but that's enough to make me true— true to the love they carried into everything they do.

Verse 1

Boarding pass like a yellowed leaf Folding in my fist again and again Seat 17-A stares like a question I should’ve counted the cost before buying the pain

Chorus

Take my hand through this hour Like you carried me through the flood Every step to the gate this side of forever Feels like love when love means goodbye Take my hand through this hour Like you carried me through the storm Every mile this plane climbs higher Is a prayer keeping me warm

Verse 2

Coffee’s gone cold on the Formica tray Your voice still warm on the voicemail screen I play it backward searching for something That won’t call me into the metal machine

Bridge

I kept the ticket stub from the last time Folded into the lining of my coat It’s not the leaving that hollows me out It’s knowing I’ll carry you home

Verse 1

Winter wind slides through the hallway of my coat. Empty sleeves hold the echo of a single footstep. The hallway lights flicker like a tired heartbeat. I stare at the hollow where a hand used to rest. Loneliness folds around the threadbare fabric.

Chorus

A crumpled receipt peeks from the inner pocket. Its ink is faded, but the date still glints. A forgotten coffee, a moment I once bought. In that slip of paper I feel a thread pull tight. The cold softens, a quiet smile slips in.

Verse 2

I trace the numbers, remembering the steam and laugh. The barista’s smile was a small sunrise that day. Gratitude rises like warm tea in my throat. Yet the coat still sighs, reminding me of gaps. I carry both the loss and the found, side by side.

Bridge

Found a piece of yesterday, and it’s enough. Found a piece of yesterday, and it’s enough. Found a piece of yesterday, and it’s enough.

Outro

Found a piece of yesterday, and it’s enough, Found a piece of yesterday, and it’s enough, Found a piece of yesterday, and it’s enough.

Verse 1

The pickup truck’s still parked where you left it three months back. Coffee ring on the counter, your favorite mug in black. I circle the kitchen like a ghost it can’t lay down to rest, Calling names I only speak when you’re the only one left.

Chorus

Oh, the phone lies silent, Wires cut to the light. I’m the only one talking To a room full of night. Oh, the phone lies silent, Wires cut to the light. I’m the only one talking To a room full of night.

Verse 2

Found your jacket on the porch swing, coat of starlight and rain, Threadbare at the elbows, sleeves worn soft with use. Wouldn’t take it inside—some things you don’t fold into tomorrow, Just let the wind tuck it in where the oak bends low.

Bridge

Yesterday I picked up the shovel, turned the soil where the daffodils sleep. Planted your voice in the cold ground just to watch something green. And if roots know how to call to the sky, maybe love taught them too— I’m learning to listen instead of waiting on voices that never come through.

Verse 1

I took the job to fill the space Between school years, a temporary pace Lawn care and labor, sun on my face But the days felt long, the nights a lonely place

Chorus

Oh, the summer's slow and the work is hard But I'm finding my way, through the heat and the dark

Verse 2

Then I met the crew, and we worked as one Shared our stories, and the days had just begun We'd talk of our dreams, of the lives we'd lead And for the first time, I felt a sense of belonging, a sense of need

Bridge

Now I look back, on those endless days And I'm grateful for the lessons, for the friendships that stayed

Outro

The summer's gone, but the memories remain And I know that job, it wasn't just a means to pay It was a chance to grow, to find my place And for that, I'm thankful, for the summer's hard-won grace

Verse 1

Brick walls still hold the chalk dust from last June Parking lot’s a memory now, cracked and moonlit blue Neon exit sign above the gym flickers out too soon I don’t slow down—just enough to glance and cruise

Chorus

Lord, the years unfold like mile markers on an empty road Every one a gift I didn’t earn, just mercy I was shown I could’ve walked back in—I know the way But I pointed the front wheels forward instead Lord, the miles roll out like lines left in the sand Every one a debt I never paid, just mercy I could stand I could’ve parked right here—just past the old sign But I kept the engine humming, kept the wheels in time

Verse 2

Chemistry lab stools stacked in rows like silent choir stalls Gym ropes knotted from years of kids who used to climb so tall Softball field’s just dirt and dusk and someone’s lost softball I don’t brake—just wave like I still recognize the place at all

Bridge

The corners feel like shoulders widening to let me pass The streetlights bend their heads the way a teacher does when class is over fast

Verse 1

The porch swing sways where I used to wait Summer heat still stings in the shape of his paw prints pressed in the dirt Twenty Christmases marked on the wall calendar His tail thumped once when I walked through the door

Chorus

Lord, you brought me back just in time to learn How to love a tired old dog again Every sorry step, every graying chin I’ll walk with him to the sunset Lord, you brought me back just in time to learn How to love a tired old dog again Every sorry step, every graying chin I’ll walk with him to the sunset

Verse 2

The vet said arthritis but his eyes said wait I heated up the cans that Mom used to warm He licked the plate clean like the last time We both knew this was probably the last home

Bridge

One more ball throw even though he doesn’t fetch One more night on the rug where he’s always slept Every breath says thank you without any words Tears are just prayers that fall from this old dog’s world

Outro

Silver in his muzzle, gold in my hands I’m walking him to the sunset

Verse 1

The porch swing still squeaks in the November rain, knocked loose by the wind that howled through December. Neighbors stacked their decorations in the yard, left no string lights for the cold December.

Chorus

Hallelujah for the quiet, Hallelujah for the slow, Hallelujah for the hearth still burning, when everything else went low. Hallelujah for the quiet, Hallelujah for the slow, Hallelujah for the hearth still burning, when everything else went low.

Verse 2

Motel coffee steamed on the dash that New Year’s Eve, last tune stuck was the one about leaving. Headlights caught the frost on the chain-link fence, no one waved at the car, no one leaving.

Bridge

Three messages read in the parking lot, all of them wrong, all of them saying stay. So I traced the exit ramp in the rearview, drove straight into the first light of day.

Outro

Hallelujah for the quiet, Hallelujah for the slow.

Verse 1

The kettle whistles while the house sits quiet. My thumb traces the cold glass of the phone. Your voice cracks through the static, a distant kitchen. I hear the clink of spoon against a metal bowl. The scent of onions drifts from memory, not the stove. I stir an empty pot, waiting for a word to fill it.

Chorus

You tell me to add the garlic, and the world feels wider. A pinch of salt lands like a small sunrise on my tongue. Laughter cracks between the lines, a recipe of hope. I taste the broth and hear your smile in every bubble. Gratitude bubbles up, louder than the ticking clock.

Verse 2

The phone crackles, and I scramble the eggs of doubt. Your hands guide mine through the rhythm of the beat. A single tomato slides into the pan, bright as a promise. The steam curls around my shoulders, warm and steady. I hear the hum of traffic outside, but here I’m anchored. Each step you teach turns the silence into a chorus.

Bridge

Stir, stir, stir—feel the rhythm in your palm. Stir, stir, stir—let the flavors find their place. Stir, stir, stir—listen to the kitchen’s heartbeat.

Outro

Stir, stir, stir, together we rise. Stir, stir, stir, together we rise. Stir, stir, stir, together we rise.

Verse 1

Our voices hung like wet laundry on the line, each word a weight I couldn’t bear to lift. You said the house was haunted by a rhyme, I said your rhymes were all I’d ever find.

Chorus

Oh, the way the wind shifts, carries off what we built. Oh, the way the wind shifts, leaves us here unfinished. Oh, the way the wind shifts, carries off what we built. Oh, the way the wind shifts, leaves us here unfinished.

Verse 2

I traced the cracks your fingers made in plaster, each one a shortcut we never had to cross. You swore the ceiling would cave in the faster, I swore the floor would hold us to the last.

Bridge

But listen now—the floor held me, and the walls remembered us both. Even when the roof came down, I found a beam still whole.

Outro

Oh, the way the wind shifts, carried off what we built. Oh, the way the wind shifts, leaves us here unfinished.

Verse 1

The last footsteps fade away Leaving me with nothing to say I'm left to wander, room to room Searching for a familiar tune

Chorus

But in the quiet, I find my voice A whispered truth, a heartfelt choice To let go of the noise, the crowd, the pain And find solace in the stillness that remains For in the quiet, I find my voice A whispered truth, a heartfelt choice To let go of the noise, the crowd, the pain And find solace in the stillness that remains

Verse 2

Memories of laughter, echoes of tears The ghosts of loved ones, through all the years I thought I'd be alone, and adrift But in the silence, I find a gentle lift

Bridge

The world outside recedes, its din and strife As I wrap myself in this quiet, peaceful life I breathe, I heal, I let my heart revive In the emptiness, I find a sense of being alive

Outro

Now the rooms are empty, but I'm not alone I'm accompanied by the love that's been sown In every corner, a memory stays And in the quiet, I've found a brighter way.

Verse 1

Seventeen years old in a rented room Radio static playing my brother’s tune He left with a handshake, a borrowed coat I kept the silence like a heavy load

Chorus

Oh, make me brave enough to say good-bye Oh, lead me gentle when the way is wide Oh, show me kindness when the years have dried This promise still alive in the long road home Oh, make me brave enough to say good-bye Oh, lead me gentle when the way is wide Oh, show me kindness when the years have dried This promise still alive in the long road home

Verse 2

Now the diesel hums at the midnight turnpike I’ve got a pocket full of receipts and strikes His name comes softer now than it once did I miss the kid he was—not the man he hid

Bridge

You can’t outrun the echoes You can’t drink yourself to sleep But the hurts that change your number Are the ones that stay, not leave

Outro

Home ain’t far, home’s in the heart Home’s the love you shield like art Home

Verse 1

Dogwood shadows on the sidewalk fade to black My heels tap the same rhythm no churchbag in hand Streetlamp hums a hymn I don't quite know Every block behind me feels like borrowed time

Chorus

But the stars are spelling my name tonight And the pavement knows the way I walk alone right Every porchlight left on just to guide me home And the constellations hum a slow refrain Every smudge of cloud feels like a lifted chain Every yard light leans in just to say I'm brave And the Milky Way here is the size of a promise Every window’s got a story I wasn’t expecting One front door finally cracked with yellow light That’s the one I step through heavy with the dark and the bright

Verse 2

Found a dollar where the oak splits the curb Pressed it in my pocket like a second word Thunder grumbled far off—promise, not threat I laughed and said the rain don’t scare me yet

Bridge

I used to count the cracks between the bricks Now I watch the moon play tag with satellite dishes My shadow stretches twice its usual size Grateful for the dark that holds me back and forth