Lyric

I wake to a bare table

Sun on the empty cup

The house holds its breath for a second

Then lets the silence up

Last night’s door still swings in my mind

But my spine stays straight and tall

What was ours is gone to the weather

Still, I do not fall

A cut can teach a bloom

How to face the open air

You took the map we drew together

I kept the hands that cared

And something deep in me

Caught fire in the dark

Now it walks beside my ribs

Like a steady spark

No crown, no chain, no ache

Can fold this body back

I rise in the plain first light

With my own gold intact

What you left behind is dust

What I carry turns to flame

I’m whole in the broken hour

I wear the day by name

The road is cold with puddles

Boots sing a shallow tune

I pass the locked-up windows

And the hush of a pale room

Every old promise you buried

Lifts like smoke from wet ground

But my heart is a window

Wide open, turning sound

A cut can teach a bloom

How to face the open air

You took the map we drew together

I kept the hands that cared

And something deep in me

Caught fire in the dark

Now it walks beside my ribs

Like a steady spark

See me with the empty hands

See me with the steady face

I turned the loss to nectar

I turned the wound to grace

If the years went down with your leaving

Still my name remains

I step into the morning

Rich in my own veins

I don’t need the old shape

To prove I was alive

The ground can lose its softness

Still the root survives

So let the past keep falling

Let it go and fall

I am not the ruin

I am the wall

This body keeps its weather

This heart keeps its flame

The future you set down

Could never fit my name

I walk through the bright after

With nothing left to prove

Whole as the first light rising

And made of what I choose