The horse came slow through a field gone pale No trumpet sounded, no holy veil Just a quiet figure in a crown of bone Like he knew every name I’d ever outgrown I tried locking doors, I tried changing skin Buried old versions of myself within But the roots kept cracking through the painted floor And every ending came back asking for more They say the Reaper’s ruthless They say he only takes But every hand that’s emptied Makes room for what remains So let the river wash me clean, let the old world fall apart There are ghosts inside my shadow carving exits through my heart Every life demands a death before another one can start Oh, I am changing I am changing in the dark The mirror started speaking in a stranger’s face Every year erased another layer of my name All the masks I stitched together coming loose at the seams Like the person I was trying to be was dying in my sleep The tower and the lovers The emperor and the flame All the cards I clung to Still disappeared the same And every fear I carried Every role I played Became another version I eventually outgrew someday So let the river wash me clean, let the old world fall apart There are ghosts inside my shadow carving exits through my heart Every life demands a death before another one can start Oh, I am changing I am changing in the dark And maybe death was never punishment Maybe it’s the door beneath the wound Maybe every breaking open Was the universe making room For the man beneath the armor For the child beneath the fear For the voice beneath the silence I was never meant to keep in here So let the river wash me clean, let the old world fall apart There are ghosts inside my shadow carving exits through my heart Every life demands a death before another one can start Oh, I am changing I am changing in the dark And something new is breathing Inside the wreckage now I thought I came here fearing death But I was learning how To become someone else entirely
