[INTRO] Sometimes it doesn’t take a storm No warning and no sign Just one small movement in the dark And everything shifts out of line [VERSE 1] We spend our years constructing lives Setting every piece in place Building walls around tomorrow Giving certainty a face We lock the doors, we make our plans Convince ourselves we’re safe Then one small touch in the wrong direction And everything begins to change [VERSE 2] One sentence changes a conversation One look can change a night One call can move a thousand pieces Before we know what’s wrong or right A no becomes a maybe A maybe slowly turns to yes And while we’re still pretending That we’re holding all the strings Tomorrow’s happening nonetheless [CHORUS] The first one falls without a warning Barely making any sound But it’s already touched another And there’s no stopping it now What started small becomes a motion What stood for years begins to shake Sometimes all it takes is one second For an entire life to change [VERSE 3] People enter, people leave us Some stay longer than they should Some disappear so quietly We only miss them when they’re gone One decision breeds another Every truth demands its price And sometimes we finally see the things We spent so many years denying Though we knew them all the time [VERSE 4] We call some moments coincidence Others destiny or blame Then walk backwards through the wreckage Trying to find where it all changed But maybe there was never One beginning we could name Maybe all the pieces stood too close For far too long And one was simply first to fall [BRIDGE] And when the final piece comes down For one brief moment there is silence Only then we see the pattern Only then we see what’s left Maybe falling wasn’t failure Maybe breaking wasn’t wrong Maybe something had to lose its place To show us where we truly belong [FINAL] There are things I’d hold much tighter Things I’d leave much sooner now I’d make fewer choices out of fear I’d stop forgetting who I am But every step that brought me here Every loss and every scar Became another piece of something I could never see while standing At the beginning of it all Maybe little things don’t only lead To everything we lose Maybe sometimes one falling stone Is what finally sets us free [OUTRO] One quiet movement One sudden fall Then silence And somehow Nothing looks the same at all
