Lyric

The room did not need an answer

The morning did not ask

My hands were open on the table

With nothing left to pass

I used to earn the silence

By making something right

A fixed door, a steady voice

A body in the light

I used to count my value

In what I could repair

If someone breathed more easy

I told myself I was there

I am human without proof

Not because I earned the room

Not because I carried through

Not because I was of use

I am human without proof

With nothing left to show

Still here when nothing is required

Still breathing soft and low

My hands can rest beside me

And still belong to me

My name can stay unspoken

And still be something real

I do not have to turn

Every pain into a tool

I do not have to make

My quiet useful too

If I do nothing well tonight

If nobody is saved

If I leave the day unfinished

If I let the dishes wait

Can I still be someone

Before I make it true

Can I be allowed to stay

Without what I can do

I am human without proof

Not because I earned the room

Not because I carried through

Not because I was of use

I am human without proof

No work inside my hands

No reason I can point to

Just a life where I still stand