Lyric

Folded up my doubts like paper skies

Let ’em float above the quiet of my mind

Every wish I made was slightly out of tune—

But still they circled like they understood the moon

I walked a road that never stayed the same

Stones rearranged themselves when I said my name

A gentle chaos whispered, “You belong,”

And I almost believed it when I heard the song

In paper constellations I unfold

Stories I was too afraid to hold

If someone asks what kept me late

I’ll say I stopped to rearrange my fate