

Left the porch light burning out of habit,
Still expecting
footsteps on the stair.
Found your name inside an old jacket,
Folded up like you were still somewhere.
And I keep climbing one more step,
Even when I don't know what's left.
I'm on a slow ascent,
Not sure where the stairs end,
But I'm not stopping now,
Even if I don't know how.
I'm on a slow ascent,
Every breath is time well spent,
Climbing out of where I've been,
Learning how to start again.
Sold the car that got us to
the coastline, Kept the map with all our old routes marked.
Some days feel like standing at the shoreline,
Watching all the boats I never boarded.
And I keep climbing one more step,
Even when I don't know what's left.
I'm on a slow ascent,
Not sure where the stairs end,
But I'm not stopping now,
Even if I don't know how.
I'm on a slow ascent,
Every breath is time well spent,
Climbing out of where I've been,
Learning how to start again.
Maybe the top was never the point,
Maybe it's just this — one more step,
one more joint.
I'm on a slow ascent,
Higher than I've ever went,
And I'm not stopping now,
Finally I know how.
I'm on a slow ascent,
(falsetto peak) Every step was time well spent,
Climbing out of everywhere I've been,
Finally starting again.