[Chorus] Who am I when morning comes? I am the one who stayed. Who will I be when evening goes? The child I never misplaced. [Verse 1] I count my breath, then let it wander, soft as a moth above the grass. I tell myself, you can begin here, no need to know how long it lasts. [Verse 2] The first small birds rehearse their notes; I answer them in half a tone. My hands unclench. My thoughts grow quiet. I walk this hour as my own. [Chorus] Who am I when morning comes? I am the one who stayed. Who will I be when evening goes? The child I never misplaced. [Outro] Easy now. I am still here, and morning finds me listening.
