May This Live Here?

(Verse 1) It showed up quiet, no grand parade, No flashing lights, no debt to pay. Just a little spark on the edge of the frame, Asking if it knows my name. I didn’t chase it, didn’t make it prove Why it knocked or what it’d do. I held it like a breath in air, Not taking it yet, just feeling if it’s there. (Pre-Chorus) I’ve learned that not every light is a sign, Some just want a moment of time. (Chorus) So may this live here, Or does it want another place? Does it fit the work I’m building, Or a shape I’ve grown past with grace? If I let it in, will it belong, Or pull the lines I’m moving through? May this live here… And may I still live here too? (Verse 2) I look at the rooms I’ve already made, The colors that stayed, the ones that fade. Some doors still hum when I walk by, Some feel smaller than they did last time. I’m not afraid of changing plans, Or setting something down with steady hands. I just want the whole thing to still feel true, Like it’s speaking the same language I do. (Pre-Chorus 2) It’s not a no, it’s not a yes, It’s a pause where care lives best. (Chorus) So may this live here, Under this roof, inside this sound? Does it warm the fire I’m tending, Or ask for different ground? If it stays, will it breathe with me, Or ask me to be someone new? May this live here… And may I still live here too? (Bridge) I don’t need to answer now, I don’t need to lock it in. Some sparks wait for the right kind of quiet, Some houses change from within. I’ve learned that asking is part of the art, Not every door opens with a start. (Final Chorus) So may this live here, Or rest until another day. Nothing’s lost by listening, Nothing breaks if I wait. If it’s meant to join the outline, It’ll find its way into view. May this live here… I’m still learning where I do. (Outro) (soft, almost a smile) You can sit for a while. I’ll know when it’s time.