| Song Length |
3:48 |
Genre |
R & B - Contemporary, R & B - Contemporary |
| Lead Vocal |
Duet Female |
Mood |
Composed, Poignant |
| Subject |
Pain, Life |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
I've been keeping a ledger in the dark of my head
Counting the words that I shouldn't have said
I've been tracing the cracks in the mirror at night
Trying to punish the ghost for the lack of the light
I held the gavel, I played the judge
I nurtured the anger, I polished the grudge
Against a version of me who didn't know better
I've been burning the bridge while I'm holding the letter.
(Chorus)
But the sun doesn't ask for permission to rise
It just brushes the shadows away from my eyes
And I'm learning to loosen the grip on the stone
I've been throwing at houses I've long since outgrown
Oh, it's a quiet release, it's a slow-healing hum
To stop being the victim of what I've become
I'm laying down the armor, I'm letting it shelf
I'm finally starting to forgive myself.
(Verse 2)
There's a scar on my elbow from tripping on youth
I've spent a decade avoiding the truth
That grace isn't something you earn or you find
It's a room you unlock in the back of your mind
I'm done with the static, I'm done with the tape
Rewinding the failures to study the shape
The shape of a human, imperfect and frayed
I'm done with the debt that I've already paid.
(Chorus)
'Cause the sun doesn't ask for permission to rise
It just brushes the shadows away from my eyes
And I'm learning to loosen the grip on the stone
I've been throwing at houses I've long since outgrown
Oh, it's a quiet release, it's a slow-healing hum
To stop being the victim of what I've become
I'm laying down the armor, I'm letting it shelf
I'm finally starting to forgive myself.
(Bridge)
It doesn't mean I forget what I broke
It just means that the chains are starting to smoke
And melt into water, and run to the sea
I'm making some room for the person I'll be
I'm making some room...
Yeah, I'm making some room.
(Outro)
I wash my hands of the dusty old blame
I step out of the rain, I step out of the flame
It's a soft sort of morning, it's a wide-open shelf
Just me and the mercy
Just me and the mercy
I'm letting go
I'm letting go
I forgive myself.