[Verse 1] You stitched the dawn beneath my skin With silver thread and borrowed bone A storm was caged behind my ribs Then you stepped back and left me alone You called me proof, you called me cure You watched my fingers learn to close But when my eyes found yours at last You saw a thing you couldn’t know [Pre-Chorus] Who gave the spark a name? Who taught the pulse to ache? You made a mouth that learned your word Then fled before I could ask why [Chorus] You woke me in the thunder Then turned away from what you’d done I reached for you with shaking hands You ran beneath the rising sun I was not born with hatred I learned it where your mercy died You made a heart from stolen pieces Then left it beating on the outside [Verse 2] The villagers shut every door Their lanterns trembling in the rain I heard them say the word “monster” And wore it like a second name I found your notes beside the glass Your careful lines, your measured blame You wrote of life as if a switch Could kindle breath without a flame [Pre-Chorus] Who gave the spark a name? Who taught the pulse to ache? You made a mouth that learned your word Then fled before I could ask why [Chorus] You woke me in the thunder Then turned away from what you’d done I reached for you with shaking hands You ran beneath the rising sun I was not born with hatred I learned it where your mercy died You made a heart from stolen pieces Then left it beating on the outside [Bridge] I wanted one kind word One chair beside the fire A face that didn’t flinch A hand that didn’t tire But every bolt you drove through me Still hums beneath the skin You gave me breath to call for you Then taught the world to fear that hymn [Final Chorus] You woke me in the thunder Then turned away from what you’d done I reached for you with shaking hands You ran beneath the rising sun I was not born with hatred But now I know the shape of mine You made a heart from stolen pieces And left me here to keep the time [Outro] The storm has passed above the hill Your little lights have all gone still I stand where your warm windows end Still asking what I might have been
