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Making Room Inside the Heart

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[Verse 1] You left your coat beside the stairs Rain ticking softly through the seams I saw the words you couldn't say And set the kettle on for tea I used to keep each careless cut Like little stones beneath my tongue But holding on made every room A place where neither of us belonged [Pre-Chorus] So I made room for what you meant And what my hurt had made of it A breath between the blow and blame A hand unclenched, a softer name [Chorus] Be kind when the answer comes out wrong Stay near when the brave face doesn't last We are more than what we did at our worst Let the hard word lose its hold at last I can hear you, you can hear me We can mend what pride pulled apart Forgiveness isn't saying it was nothing It's making room inside the heart [Verse 2] Your note was folded twice in four Beside the chipped blue coffee cup You wrote, “I should have stayed and listened” I wrote back, “I can meet you halfway up” No grand promise, no clean slate Just showing up and telling truth A ride across town, your mother's soup A little patience, practiced proof [Pre-Chorus] We named the fear beneath the fight We let the silence speak its part A breath between the blow and blame A hand unclenched, a softer name [Chorus] Be kind when the answer comes out wrong Stay near when the brave face doesn't last We are more than what we did at our worst Let the hard word lose its hold at last I can hear you, you can hear me We can mend what pride pulled apart Forgiveness isn't saying it was nothing It's making room inside the heart [Bridge] Some wounds need time and honest space Some doors should close to keep us safe But mercy doesn't ask us to pretend It lets the truth be told, then asks what can be mended And when I fail you, say it plain I'll listen past the sting of shame No perfect words, no spotless start Just care returning, part by part [Final Chorus] Be kind when the answer comes out wrong Stay near when the brave face doesn't last We are more than what we did at our worst Let the hard word lose its hold at last I can hear you, you can hear me We can mend what pride pulled apart Forgiveness isn't saying it was nothing It's making room inside the heart [Outro] The chipped blue cup is still here Your coat is dry beside the stairs We don't erase the days behind us We choose how we meet each other there