

(ahhhh) You carried statues, walked on glass
Thought you were my anchor in the draft
But when the heavy waters broke the dam
You watched from high up where you stand
My holy friend, you didn't show
Left me in the dark to learn to grow
Maybe you knew I had to stand alone
To carve a path of my own
I cursed your silence,
feared the fall
Waiting for your hand behind the wall
Now I see the gift inside the grief
Your absence was my sole relief (ooh-ooh)
I can walk now
On my own (ahhhh)