[Verse 1] They said time would soften the edges, But mine were ground down on a potter's stone. I didn't just stand on the ledges, I fell to the marrow and bone. I didn't break. I was unmade To be made again. [Chorus] Don't tell me to be still, Don't tell me what is fair. You didn't feel the chill, Because you weren't there. When I learned my breath was borrowed from Him. [Verse 2] Hoping for an echo of my own rage, A fire to burst from an open cage, But silence is a cathedral, it rings, Holding the quiet and holy things. It showed a face I knew, And the face was weeping. [Verse 3] Tears that sweep away the gloom, And leave an empty room. [Verse 4] The sun found the fault lines in the plaster, And traced them not with judgment but with gold. Healing the cracks of an old disaster, A story of mercy quietly told. The kettle's off. I don't need the scream, I have the dream. [Verse 5] I'm not chasing poems. Just the spaces between the words. The heavy, waiting pauses. [Chorus] I didn't come here to win, I didn't come to choose. I brought the weight of my sin, I came here to lose. To be saved by Jesus' scars, not style. [Verse 6] You want a poem, I only have a song, About where the broken and weary belong. And it finally has a key. [Verse 7] Last night I kissed the ground. And it tasted like forgiveness. [Verse 8] I call that a garden. I wear grace like a tourniquet. It stops the bleeding, And leaves a mark of its own. [Verse 9] I didn't break. I was shattered deliberately by love. [Chorus] Don't tell me to calm down, Don't offer me a crown. He was there, When I remembered how to breathe. I didn't come here to win, I came here to lose everything. To leave my own name at the foot of the cross That swallowed all my silence. I didn't come here to win. I was remade to last.
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