Lyric

The kitchen light was still on at 3 AM

Half a cup of coffee getting cold again

I told myself I’d sleep eventually

But the city outside kept breathing like me

There were nights I thought the silence won

When every small mistake felt permanent

But somewhere between the dark blue sky

And the sound of cars passing by

I realized I was still here

Not everything heals overnight

Not every tear needs a reason

Still here in the morning

Even after nights that felt endless

Even when my hands were shaking

I kept holding on to something small

Still here in the morning

With unfinished dreams beside me

Maybe surviving quietly

Is already more than enough

Rain marks faded from the window glass

And the sky slowly turned silver-gray

I used to think strength meant never falling

Now I think it means getting back up slowly

The world didn’t suddenly change for me

The pain didn’t disappear overnight

But I opened the curtains anyway

And for the first time in a while

The light didn’t feel so far away

Some days are only about making it through

And maybe that still counts as living

Still here in the morning

Even with the weight I still carry

Even when nothing felt certain

I learned how to breathe through it all

Still here in the morning

Watching sunlight cross the floorboards

Maybe healing isn’t dramatic

Maybe it’s just staying

I thought I had to become someone stronger

To deserve another sunrise

But maybe being broken and breathing

Was enough this whole time

Still here in the morning

With all the nights I thought would break me

The world kept turning slowly

And somehow I kept turning with it

Still here in the morning

Not perfect, not fearless, not fixed

But alive enough to see the light

Coming through the window again

The coffee finally went cold

But the sky still became morning