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Silent pain - A reply by Jim B

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Verse 1 I ain’t the kind that talks pretty, you know I stumble with the truth, Sometimes my words sound heavier than the weight I carry too. But I ain’t tryin’ to one-up sorrow, I ain’t keepin’ score on pain, I don’t wake up in the mornin’ thinkin’ how to make you feel that way. Pre-Chorus I get lost in my storm, and I know it shows, But your tears ain’t shadows — they’re a river I know. Chorus I don’t try to make you feel small — I swear I don’t, I ain’t ever meanin’ to say my hurt matters more. I hear you when you’re cryin’, I can feel it in my bones, Girl, I see you, I’m with you, you ain’t standin’ there alone. And I’m sorry — yeah I’m sorry — for all the nights I let you think I don’t know. Verse 2 Your heart’s been holdin’ thunder, quiet lightning in your hands, While I was busy fixin’ fences that were never in our plans. I talk like I’m the broken one, but that ain’t the truth inside — We both been bleedin’ different wounds from the same long ride. Pre-Chorus When I pull back, it ain’t your fault, It’s just the ghosts I still ain’t caught. Chorus I don’t try to make you feel small — I swear I don’t, I ain’t ever meanin’ to say my hurt matters more. I hear you when you’re cryin’, I can feel it in my bones, Girl, I see you, I’m with you, you ain’t standin’ there alone. And I’m sorry — yeah I’m sorry — for all the times I didn’t let it show. Bridge If I ever made you think your pain was just a passing breeze, Then I failed the one who’s stood through every storm with me. So take my hand — we’ll lay these worries down tonight, Two broken souls ain’t broken when they’re holdin’ on this tight. Final Chorus (bigger, tender) I don’t try to make you feel less — not now, not ever, And I ain’t claimin’ I’m the one who’s got it worse, no never. I hear you. I see you. I understand — I do. I’m sorry for the hurt I laid on you. Yeah I’m sorry — truly sorry — and I’m learnin’ how to love you like I should. Outro Fiddle cries out soft and low, Banjo answers slow and close — And we ride on, side-by-side, Leavin’ pride back down that road.