Empty Chairs

I learned to smile when the room got cold

Kept my storms where nobody knows

Every door that I opened closed Still I carried what I couldn't

hold I got good at saying I'm okay

While the night took pieces away

Made a home out of yesterday Now I'm scared of the light

of day If you saw the

weight behind my eyes

You'd know I've been surviving,

not alive

This is my life,

all the scars in the frame

All the nights I went quiet,

all the times I took blame I keep walking through the dark

with a heart that's tired Still a little bit broken,

still a little inspired This is my life,

I don't know where it goes But I'm learning to breathe with

the cracks that it shows I lost people I thought would stay

Lost parts of myself on the way

Had a thousand things I couldn't say

So I wrote them down and watched them fade Everybody wants the

highlight reel

Nobody asks what the silence feels I made peace with the things

I can't heal But some wounds still know how to feel

If you saw the weight behind my eyes

You'd know I've been surviving,

not alive

Maybe I don't have to be fearless Maybe falling doesn't mean I'm

finished If tomorrow finds me still here That's enough,

that's enough (yeah)

This is my life,

every bruise and mistake

Every promise I buried,

every chance that I take

I keep walking through the dark,

I can feel something rise Still a little bit broken,

but I'm looking outside This is my life,

and I'm taking it slow I don't know where it leads,

but I'm ready to go (humm)