[Verse 1: Female] I gave my mornings to the studio door My evenings to the names I can't ignore Every promise has a piece of my sleeve Now I can't tell what I want to keep [Pre-Chorus: Female] I know your coffee, your deadline, your doubt I know how to lift everybody out But when the room gets quiet and still What do I reach for? What do I feel? [Chorus: Duet] I gave a little piece to everyone I knew A little to the plans, a little to the proof Now I’m looking for the spark I used to follow through Tell me, underneath it all, what still feels true? I’ve been everywhere for everyone but me Pulling at the threads to find what sets me free If I gather up the pieces, will I recognize The one who had a fire before the borrowed lives? [Verse 2: Male Rap] Calendar packed, every square got a name Two more favors, one more little flame I build their bridges, I carry the load Then lose my own turn on the road What did I love before the lists and calls? What made me stay up drawing on the walls? Not the applause, not the role I play I need one honest yes I chose today [Pre-Chorus: Female] I know your coffee, your deadline, your doubt I know how to lift everybody out But when the room gets quiet and still What do I reach for? What do I feel? [Chorus: Duet] I gave a little piece to everyone I knew A little to the plans, a little to the proof Now I’m looking for the spark I used to follow through Tell me, underneath it all, what still feels true? I’ve been everywhere for everyone but me Pulling at the threads to find what sets me free If I gather up the pieces, will I recognize The one who had a fire before the borrowed lives? [Bridge: Female and Male] Let one message wait, let one project sleep Let the kitchen clock count what I get to keep One small choice that belongs to my hands One clear breath, one unborrowed plan [Final Chorus: Duet] I gave a little piece to everyone I knew A little to the plans, a little to the proof Now I’m finding back the spark I used to follow through Underneath it all, I hear what still feels true I’ve been everywhere for everyone but me Gathering the threads and letting some things leave If I gather up the pieces, I can recognize The one who had a fire—and it's still alive [Outro: Female] One small choice One clear yes I’m still here I’m not finished yet
