[Verse 1] I kept the medals in a kitchen drawer Under the takeout menus and spare keys Some mornings I could name what they were for Most days they felt like evidence against me The room got quiet after every win The applause became a coat I couldn't wear I watched the younger version of my skin Still waiting for somebody to get there [Pre-Chorus] I thought the best part had already happened A finished book with nothing left to prove But underneath the dust and old reactions A stubborn little reason started moving [Chorus] If the peak is behind me, let it be I am more than the highest thing they saw There is work in the ordinary There is a door I haven't opened yet at all I was not built to live inside a headline I was not born to guard a fading flame If the best is gone, I'll make a new kind With both hands shaking, I can start again [Verse 2] I found a notebook in the winter coat Three crooked pages, coffee on the side A half-made plan from someone I don't know Who wrote, “Try the thing you keep denying” So I walked down to the community hall Where folding chairs were stacked against the wall I taught a kid the chords I learned too late And heard my old mistakes become their call [Pre-Chorus] No camera flash, no polished little ending No promised proof that this would make me whole Just one small life becoming less defended Just one more person finding where to go [Chorus] If the peak is behind me, let it be I am more than the highest thing they saw There is work in the ordinary There is a door I haven't opened yet at all I was not built to live inside a headline I was not born to guard a fading flame If the best is gone, I'll make a new kind With both hands shaking, I can start again [Bridge] I grieved the years I thought I had misplaced The doors that closed, the names I couldn't keep Then someone needed me in that small place And pulled a living answer from the deep Maybe purpose isn't thunder in the distance Maybe it's showing up before you're ready Maybe the hand you thought was empty Is the hand that keeps somebody steady [Final Chorus] If the peak is behind me, let it be I am more than the highest thing they saw There is work in the ordinary There is a door and I am walking through it now I was not built to live inside a headline I was not born to guard a fading flame If the best is gone, I'll make a new kind With both hands shaking, I can start again [Outro] The medals stay inside the kitchen drawer The notebook opens on the table I don't need to be who I was before To be here, to be useful, to be able
