[Intro] [Instrumental] [Verse 1] She leaves before the morning calls Rain dried white along her boots Keeps a borrowed smile in place While the truest part stays mute At the desk she counts the clock One small mark for every hour In her head the pine trees rise Far from offices and towers [Pre-Chorus] They ask why she slips away Why she never settles in She just lowers both her eyes And lets the quiet pull her in [Chorus] She makes her own way Through the thorn and clay She makes her own way Nothing left to say They can misunderstand It never gets beneath her skin She belongs where the trees stand tall She belongs where the quiet lets her in [Verse 2] Lunch alone beside the glass Paper tea gone cold and pale Wears their laughter like a coat Loose around her, bound to fail When the evening finds her door She becomes herself again Past the fence and drainage ditch Where the dark remembers when [Pre-Chorus] They try to name her, pin her down Like a note beneath a stone But her heart is past the fence Already making its way home [Chorus] She makes her own way Through the thorn and clay She makes her own way Nothing left to say They can misunderstand It never gets beneath her skin She belongs where the trees stand tall She belongs where the quiet lets her in [Bridge] Let them talk, let them stare She was never built for chairs She keeps one flame, one little blade For cutting through the crowded days [Final Chorus] She makes her own way Through the thorn and clay She makes her own way Nothing left to say They can misunderstand It never gets beneath her skin She belongs where the trees stand tall She belongs where the quiet lets her in [Outro] She belongs where the trees stand tall Where she finally can breathe
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