(Verse 1) There was a room with a red‑thread floor, Where the rules changed every time. I was small, and the world was large, And the game said “lose” by design. I folded into corners then, Learning silence as a shield. Freedom wasn’t mine to choose — Not in that room, not in that field. (Pre‑Chorus) But I kept one truth beneath my tongue, A tiny spark I would not yield. (Chorus) If it harms no heart, no breath, no child, Let every soul be free. I learned that rule the hardest way — By what was taken out of me. So now I hold it like a vow, A quiet law I won’t unsee: If it breaks no trust, no peace, no skin, Let people simply be. (Verse 2) There was a voice that said “don’t speak,” A shadow pressed against my name. I curled into myself and kept A map of exits in my frame. Years later, when the world felt safe, I found that spark still in my chest — A child’s belief in gentle things, In letting others live and rest. (Bridge) Some rooms teach fear, Some rooms teach truth, Some rooms you walk out of To rescue the youth You used to be — The one who knew That freedom should be kind. (Final Chorus) If it harms no heart, no breath, no child, Let every soul be free. I sing this rule because I lived The moment it was breached in me. And now I keep it as my guide, My compass toward humanity: If it breaks no trust, no peace, no skin, Let people simply be.
