Lyric

I learned to carry rain

Like a coat in my bones

Keep my name in the flame

When the whole room feels stone

I trade fear for a pulse

I trade doubt for a spark

Every scar on my way

Turned the wrong side of dark

No crown on my head

Just a beat in my chest

I keep showing up here

That is how I do best

When the pressure comes down

I bend, I don’t break

I turn sand into glass

I turn silence to shape

If the road gets too steep

I still take the climb

Got a whole line of ghosts

But I walk into light

I rise, I rise

Every time I fall

I rise, I rise

I can hear it call

Hold me, hold me

Through the rush and the ache

I rise, I rise

For my own healing’s sake

In the heat of the grind

I keep water in mind

Let the long hours pass

Like a train in a shrine

I don’t worship the grind

I don’t marry the storm

I just learn how to move

Through the cold and the warm

When the numbers bite hard

And the day turns tight

I remember my breath

Like a thread in the night

I can build, I can bend

I can carry the load

Still leave room in my heart

For the ones on the road

When the pressure comes down

I bend, I don’t break

I turn sand into glass

I turn silence to shape

If the road gets too steep

I still take the climb

Got a whole line of ghosts

But I walk into light

I rise, I rise

Every time I fall

I rise, I rise

I can hear it call

Hold me, hold me

Through the rush and the ache

I rise, I rise

For my own healing’s sake

Love came in like spring

With a knife in its shine

Soft enough to be kind

Sharp enough to define

You and I learned the truth

Not all gold is a crown

Some hearts bloom in the mud

Some come home from the ground

I won’t ask you to stay

Like a chain in the sky

I just want us to grow

Without asking why

If your hands go numb

I’ll be heat, I’ll be calm

If my courage runs thin

You can keep me from harm

When the pressure comes down

I bend, I don’t break

I turn sand into glass

I turn silence to shape

If the road gets too steep

I still take the climb

Got a whole line of ghosts

But I walk into light

I rise, I rise

Every time I fall

I rise, I rise

I can hear it call

Hold me, hold me

Through the rush and the ache

I rise, I rise

For my own healing’s sake

From the first cracked breath

To the years in my palms

I have lived through the storm

And I still know the calm

Every age has its hurt

Every heart has its song

Every voice gets a turn

To be weak, to be strong

So if your hope goes thin

Let mine be a thread

We can stitch up the night

With the light we have fed

I rise, I rise

Every time I fall

I rise, I rise

I can hear it call

Hold me, hold me

Through the rush and the ache

I rise, I rise

For my own