[Verse 1] I learned grace from a dented suitcase and patience from a train that never comes on time Mama said, “Boy, keep your shoes clean” I kept my thoughts cleaner, still stepped in the grime I’ve had nice rooms with the wrong kind of silence gold on the wrist, but the mind still nags I met my old fears in a tailor-made mirror they looked expensive in a borrowed bag Counted my losses like beads on a chain each one heavy, each one real Funny how a full table can still feel empty if nobody there know how you feel I don’t chase the shine for the shine, baby I want the story tucked inside the frame If life is a door with a million locks I’m still learning which key says my name [Pre-Chorus] Tell me, what did you carry? What did you leave behind? We all get dressed for the photo but the soul don’t always align [Chorus] I’ve been up, I’ve been down Still I wear it like a crown Every mile made me wiser Every scar got dressed up I’ve been up, I’ve been down Still I wear it like a crown If you ask me who I am I’m the road and the roundup (the road and the roundup) [Verse 2] I know a man with a watch full of diamonds who can’t tell you what hour hurt him most I know a girl with a laugh like champagne she still keeps her sadness in her coat Me, I learned how to talk with my silence how to leave room for the truth to breathe How a polished floor can show you your face if you stand still long enough to see I made peace with the crooked chapters the pages that tore, the lines I bent Not every detour is a failure, baby some roads are just a different scent Now I move like I’m late for a meaning but calm like I know where I’m meant to land I don’t need a throne to prove my bloodline I got a long way home in my hands [Pre-Chorus] Tell me, what did you carry? What did you leave behind? We all get dressed for the photo but the soul don’t always align [Chorus] I’ve been up, I’ve been down Still I wear it like a crown Every mile made me wiser Every scar got dressed up I’ve been up, I’ve been down Still I wear it like a crown If you ask me who I am I’m the road and the roundup (the road and the roundup) [Bridge] If the answer don’t arrive, I wait If the room gets small, I breathe I used to think I was the sum of the wins Now I know I’m the space between [Final Chorus] I’ve been up, I’ve been down Still I wear it like a crown Every mile made me wiser Every scar got dressed up I’ve been up, I’ve been down Still I wear it like a crown If you ask me who I am I’m the road and the roundup (the road and the roundup)
