Falling Apart to Find Me

(hmmmm-mmm) I packed the boxes in the quiet light

You said I was choosing a brand new fight

But I was only choosing to finally breathe Why did my truth

make you choose to leave?

I held your hand but you let me slide

Trading your warmth for your frozen pride

(oh-oh-oh) Was my real self too much to hold?

Did your love have to grow so cold?

I found my spirit,

but I lost your door

I'm not the ghost you are mourning anymore

Empty seats at the Sunday table

You treat my name like a broken fable

But I am standing in my own true skin

Even if I'm not allowed back in (allowed back in) And it

hurts to know that your love had a frame

That broke the second I spoke my true name

But I will not shrink to keep you at ease

(no more, no more)

I'm still here... (I'm still here)

Living in the light I made...