Kylee Graff™️ We packed light but brought the weight Of every version we’ve outgrown late You kept the tools, I kept the thread We stitched a path with words unsaid Some dreams rust, some roads flood Some truths bloom in stubborn mud You turn the key, I count the stars We ride in silence through old scars And this is the tune we never rehearsed Woven from better, tangled with worse A beat from the dash, a hum in our bones A song made of leaving and coming home We missed the signs, took wrong turns twice Laughed when the map said “Paradise” I held your fear, you held my name We lit the dark without the flame We are not polished, we are not clean We are the breath between what’s been We are the thread through threadbare maps We’re the stillness where the world unwraps So sing me the tune with no final verse Of mornings unposted and pockets of dirt We’ll write it in fog, we’ll write it in light A song that forgives, a song that’s alright No need for a label Just hum if you know it It’s sung from the heart
