Ooh, let the old bell breathe Ooh, let the floorboards creak A room full of faces turns away But I know what they came to see You can dress the wound in silver, but it still remembers the blade. I carry the weight where nobody looks Pages torn from the hands of the books Choir at my back, fire in my chest I came through the dark and I stayed possessed Call my name when the ceiling bends I lose one fear, then I gain ten friends No retreat when the doors lock tight I make a home in the dead of night Step close, read the weather in my face Old coat, cold hands, still I keep pace You want a clean story, mine came stained Every bright promise left a rusted chain I learned to count with the lights turned low Learned which smiles mean yes, which eyes say no Now I move with the patience of a loaded train Quiet on the surface, thunder in the frame I carry the weight where nobody looks Pages torn from the hands of the books Choir at my back, fire in my chest I came through the dark and I stayed possessed Call my name when the ceiling bends I lose one fear, then I gain ten friends No retreat when the doors lock tight I make a home in the dead of night I don't need a crown from a borrowed throne I built mine out of every cracked stone Let the brass hit hard, let the floorboards shake Every doubt in the room is a debt I take They drew a line, I measured the gap Put the whole old myth in a paper map Then I tore that map and I chose my route Now the ones who laughed want the secret out If there is a road, I will find its bend If there is a wound, I will let it mend Keep one hand steady, keep one eye bright I am not the ghost; I am the one who survived I carry the weight where nobody looks Pages torn from the hands of the books Choir at my back, fire in my chest I came through the dark and I stayed possessed Call my name when the ceiling bends I lose one fear, then I gain ten friends No retreat when the doors lock tight I make a home in the dead of night Ooh, let the old bell fade Ooh, let the room release I leave no crown, I leave no chain Just a pulse beneath the floorboards' beat
