

(ahhhh) I wear the evening like a bruise on my skin
Every step home feels heavier within The rooms I knew keep changing
their face I speak my name and hear it drift from its
place The glass in the window holds a colder sky I search
for a reason and let it pass by If I let the
night come closer Will it name what I became
There is a fire under silence There is mercy in the pain
I am the weight beneath the water I am the word I
could not say Hold me inside this hollow thunder Till the dark
can wash me clean again I am the fault line slowly turning
I am the door that will not break Stay with me through
the deepest hour Till my heart remembers how to wake The mirror
gives back someone tired and thin
A map full of roads that I never began I kept my
faith in a rusted machine
Still it went quiet when I leaned in Now every scar has
a low steady tone Like distant iron calling me home Under the
stone of my chest Something alive still moves Slow as a tide
through
wreckage Certain as old truth I am
the weight
beneath the water I am the
word I could not say Hold me inside this hollow thunder Till
the dark can wash me clean again I am the fault line
slowly turning I am the door that will not break Stay with
me through the deepest hour Till my heart remembers how to wake
(ahhhh) Let it fade through me