The silence isn’t empty, it listens. A hush between each heart that’s still resisting. I chased the echoes just to drown them out, But found myself in every shadow of doubt. Now I see, Eyes unclouded. I can breathe, Now I’m grounded. Can it be? Can I keep racing toward the sun. Searching, For a place to lay my weary head. Yearning, For a sanctum I can finally rest. Guilt hangs high like stormy sails, Emotions running off the rails. Is there anywhere to go, To help me patch my dirty soul. The mirror cracked, but still it shows, Every scar the silence knows. A voice inside, I’ve long ignored, Now calls me toward something more. Now I see, Eyes unclouded. I can breathe, Now I’m grounded. Can it be? Can I keep racing toward the sun. Searching, For a place to lay my weary head. Yearning, For a sanctum I can finally rest. Guilt hangs high like stormy sails, Emotions running off the rails. Is there anywhere to go, To help me patch my dirty soul. The storm inside begins to fade, Light breaks through the darkest shade. I’m not alone in this fight, Found a spark to guide me right. Sanctum found within the pain, A quiet peace after the rain. Step by step, I rise again, Healing where the scars have been. Searching, For a place to lay my weary head. Yearning, For a sanctum I can finally rest. Guilt hangs high like stormy sails, Emotions running off the rails. Is there anywhere to go, To help me patch my dirty soul.
