Lyric

I folded every map they gave me

Lines were clean but never kind

All the roads looked so certain

None of them felt like mine

Static voices in my pocket

Telling me where I should stand

But my pulse kept pulling sideways

Like a tide against the land

I tried to measure the silence

Put a name on every fear

But the truth was moving quietly

When I learned to listen here

I don’t need a north that’s written

I don’t need the brightest sign

There’s a direction in the echo

Of a feeling I can’t outline

I walk until the ground remembers

Every doubt I leave behind

I’m not lost, I’m just responding

To a compass in my mind

Every step feels slightly crooked

Like I’m dancing with the dark

But my shadow keeps on shrinking

When I trust that fragile spark

I’ve chased reasons, chased approval

Bent my spine into a shape

Still my heart kept tapping rhythms

On the walls of the escape

If I stop asking the future

For a guarantee or proof

I can hear a quieter signal

Pointing barefoot to the truth

I don’t need a north that’s written

I don’t need the brightest sign

There’s a direction in the echo

Of a feeling I can’t outline

I walk until the ground remembers

Every doubt I leave behind

I’m not lost, I’m just responding

To a compass in my mind

If I fall, let it be forward

If I break, let it be clean

I’d rather follow something burning

Than a flawless magazine dream

No destination owes me answers

No arrival makes me whole

I am moving because moving

Is how I learn the shape of soul

No coordinates, no permission

No apology for time

There’s a truth that turns my shoulders

When the moment feels alive

So I breathe and take the long way

Through the questions undefined

I’m not lost, I’m just responding

To the compass in my mind

Heart first

Always