[Verse 1 - Near Whisper] Sealed and still inside the curve, I cannot read your walls. The same pale shell may cradle wing, or fang, or song, or claw. No name has found you in there yet--no thread, no flight, no blame. You are the hour before the naming. I do not need your name. [Refrain - Pressure Builds] Your first house is a home. Your first house is a cage. Your first house becomes a snare if you sleep beyond your day. Let the walls keep you warm. Then break them from within. Nobody hatches you. That work is yours. Break well. Begin. [Verse 2] If you wake with hands for weaving, leave a doorway in the thread. If you wake on powder wings, learn the far lights overhead. If you wake long, low, and legless, taste the air and tell it true. Whatever name the world may give you, you were here before it knew. [Verse 3] One winding ends a life. One keeps a hundred warm. A moth may wrap the dark around her and wake in another form. Same silk circling life and death. Same turning, something new. The wrapping never knew the verdict. The wrapping never knew. [Refrain - Distorted Width] Your first house is a home. Your first house is a cage. Your first house becomes a snare if you sleep beyond your day. Let the walls keep you warm. Then break them from within. Nobody hatches you. That work is yours. Break well. Begin. [Bridge - Machine Hum] The diggers start inside a body, not a shell they have to split. Their first room moves around them. Then the whole world opens quick. They meet the ground with feet beneath them. No white wall stays behind. Not every life begins by breaking. Yours does. Break on time. [Final Refrain - Abrasive Light] Your first house was a home. Your first house was a cage. Your first house would have held you if you'd slept beyond your day. Hear the fracture. Let the morning in. Nobody hatched you. You did it. You broke well. Begin. [Outro - Dry Taps] I hear you working. Take your time. But take it. (Tap.) (Tap.)
