[Verse 1] I signed the papers on a Tuesday morning Handed back the keys to a life I’d grown The house still smelled like everything I’d planted But the roots were mine — I couldn’t take them home The savings gone, the calendar was empty No interviews, no calls, no open doors I carried it all like it was ordinary Like I hadn’t seen this coming years before [Refrain] It was a pretty good year All things considered, it was a pretty good year Lost a few things I thought I couldn’t live without Found out I could It was a pretty good year [Verse 2] I landed somewhere hot and ancient and holy Put my bare feet down on unfamiliar ground India cracked me open like a question That I’d been afraid to let myself ask out loud I studied breath and stillness and devotion Let the sound bowls do what silence couldn’t fix I was building something no one had a name for A movie studio born from the apocalypse [Refrain] It was a pretty good year All things considered, it was a pretty good year Lost a few things I thought I couldn’t live without Found out I could It was a pretty good year [Bridge] They said: what do you have? I said: everything that matters They said: prove it So I did One frame at a time, one breath at a time One defiant choice to live [Verse 3] I’m not the woman who was waiting to be chosen Not the one who dimmed herself to keep the peace I stood alone inside the storm I walked through And I steered it — every mile — every piece There’s a future I can see now, clean and open Built on nothing but my hands and what I know If you ask me was it hard — God yes, it broke me But the breaking was the only way to grow [Refrain] It was a pretty good year All things considered, it was a pretty good year Lost everything I thought defined me Turned out I was the definition all along Yeah it was a pretty good year
