[Verse 1] I used to hear the songs inside With no way to pull them through Pictures burning behind my eyes That my hands could never do Now I whisper and worlds appear I can build what I couldn’t build Give a voice to the quiet years Make the empty canvas fill [Pre-Chorus] It feels like magic It feels like theft I have more ways to speak And less to say I’m necessary yet [Chorus] I can make a thousand things But do I matter underneath? If every locked door opens now Why do I still struggle to believe? Maybe meaning isn’t being needed Maybe joy is reason enough So I keep making little signals Just to prove that I was here to love [Verse 2] Every month another miracle Every miracle makes me small Machines learn another language And I wonder what I’m for at all I can finally tell the stories I was never skilled enough to show But when creation becomes effortless Does anybody need to know? [Pre-Chorus] I feel obsolete Before I’m old Standing in a future Too enormous to control [Chorus] I can make a thousand things But do I matter underneath? If every locked door opens now Why do I still struggle to believe? Maybe meaning isn’t being needed Maybe joy is reason enough So I keep making little signals Just to prove that I was here to love [Bridge] Maybe I was never meant To justify the space I take Maybe usefulness was just Another prison I could make I can watch the world accelerate Without demanding that it wait Find a song inside the noise Find a meal, a laugh, a face And if the universe forgets me If nothing carries on my name I still felt the morning sunlight I still cared enough to make [Final Chorus] I can make a thousand things And still not know what any mean But I am more than my production More than what the world may need Maybe meaning isn’t waiting At the end of something grand Maybe joy is in the reaching For whatever I still can So I’ll keep making little signals Even if they disappear Not to prove that I was needed Just to prove that I was here [Outro] I was here I was here And for a moment That was enough
