[Verse 1] The house came down without a sound One morning everything was ground No warning in the weathervane No rumble underneath the plain I stood inside the open space Where walls had been and found my face Reflected back in broken things In scattered seeds and severed strings I didn't know a man could be So thoroughly undone and free At the same time — like something cracked And let the sky come rushing back [Pre-Hook ] I am not what fell I am not the falling I am something older Underneath it all [Hook ] The dark is where the roots go deep The dark is where the soul finds sleep The wound is where the light comes through The forge is what the fire does to you You are not broken — you are being made You are not lost — you are unafraid Of the only thing that ever really changes you The dark [Verse 2 ] I wore my ruins like a coat Too heavy but familiar — note By note I'd memorized the weight The architecture of my freight Until I saw the way the trees Don't fight the winter on their knees They simply let the season strip What couldn't last — and loosen grip And every leaf that fell from me Was something I no longer need The naked branch is not a loss It's just the shape of what it costs To begin again To begin again [Pre-Hook — Male] I am not what fell I am not the falling I am something older Underneath it all [Hook — Female] The dark is where the roots go deep The dark is where the soul finds sleep The wound is where the light comes through The forge is what the fire does to you You are not broken — you are being made You are not lost — you are unafraid Of the only thing that ever really changes you The dark [Bridge — Both voices] Male: I used to think that surviving was the smallest thing a person could do Female: But surviving is the bravest word I've ever heard spoken true Male: I used to hide the places where the story left its mark Female: But every scar you carry is a lantern in the dark Both: We are not what broke us We are what remained We are the soil and the seed And everything that grew from the rain [Final Hook — Both voices building, male grounded, female soaring] The dark is where the roots go deep The dark is where the soul learns what to keep The wound is where the light finds its way through The forge is what the fire always does to you We are not broken — we are being made We are not lost — we were never afraid Of the only thing that ever really shapes us The only thing that ever truly makes us The dark [Outro — Female voice only] Something grew here... In the place where everything fell... Something no one could have planted... Something only the dark knows how to grow... Something new...
