This soft engine of mine Beating out the time I thought its warmth would last forever Faithful under every pressure Never asked too much It answered every gentle touch But this soft engine shakes when I'm near you A tremor I can’t will away Leaving my voice thin with nothing to say This hard shell doesn't bruise too easy It learns the shape of pain But it weakens when it tries to hold you And then finds its strength again I’m pounding back the rhythm Where your silence left a bend This soft engine isn’t broken It just needs the time to mend This soft engine of mine Tired from the climb It carried hope beyond its limit Never thought you'd step out of it Now every beat feels strange Like something shifting out of range But this soft engine steadies in the quiet A slower breath, a calmer sway Learning how to move without your weight And every ache becomes instruction Every lull a whispered truth That healing isn’t loud or sudden It’s the work of letting go of you This soft engine, still tender But it’s warming from within It remembers how to trust itself How to beat without your skin Not a thing inside it shattered Just a fracture it can mend This soft engine is recovering And it’s finding strength again
