[Verse 1] You came below where I remain, Where roots still reach… but not the same, I held the lines, I carried through— But I have less… than what I knew. [Verse 2] I fed the ground, I gave my part, I held the balance from the start, But what was taken… was not restored— And so I faded, more and more. [Hook] I am not gone… but I am weak… What once ran full… can barely speak… Not all at once… not in a day… But slowly… I have slipped away… [Verse 3] I was not given time to rest, No quiet season, no gentle breath, The life below that once ran strong— Grew thin… then quiet… then was gone. [Verse 4] The smallest things you turn aside, Now rise and stay where strength has died, Not out of harm, not out of will— But where I fail… they gather still. [Bridge] This is my voice… before I fade… This is the cost… of what was not repaid… If I fall quiet… if I am gone… The lands above… will not hold on… [Hook] I am not gone… but I am weak… What once ran full… can barely speak… Not all at once… not in a day… But slowly… I have slipped away… [Outro] Hear me now… Before I’m still…
