Lyric

Morning mist erased the page

Still, the stain remains

A coat of midnight on the skin

Heavy as a secret name

Words dissolved in silver air

Yet their shape won't leave

Every corner keeps the pulse

Of what the heart believed

A storm once taught these ribs to bend

And leave the windows wide

Now every fracture in the frame

Lets in a softer light

The wound became a lantern

Carved from weather and flame

It lit the longest hallway

And taught the pulse to change

The wound became a lantern

A small bright seat for rain

What once arrived as wreckage

Now carries less of the pain

At the sink, the water ran

Over hands gone thin

Some old season in the glass

Looked like it might begin

Every step across the floor

Sounded like goodbye

Still the room kept opening

Like a hand untying

A storm once taught these ribs to bend

And leave the windows wide

Now every fracture in the frame

Lets in a softer light

The wound became a lantern

Carved from weather and flame

It lit the longest hallway

And taught the pulse to change

The wound became a lantern

A small bright seat for rain

What once arrived as wreckage

Now carries less of the pain

Let the night take its due

Let the edges thin

Even shattered timber learns

How to hold the wind

What was lost did not return

But it did not sink

It became a deeper root

Beneath the brink

The wound became a lantern

Carved from weather and flame

It lit the longest hallway

And taught the pulse to change

The wound became a lantern

A small bright seat for rain

What once arrived as wreckage

Now carries less of the pain

The wound became a lantern

Still warm inside the rain