Every Scar Is a Map (v2)

[Verse 1]

I used to fear the rain,

I used to hate the night,

I blamed the world for every scar

I carried out of sight.

I watched my dreams decay,

I watched some people leave,

I thought the things that broke my heart

Were all I'd ever be.

But time has strange designs,

It bends what it can't break,

Sometimes the deepest wounds we hide

Are bridges that we make.

[Pre-Chorus]

I never saw the meaning

In the pieces on the floor,

But every door that closed behind me

But every door that closed behind me

Led me somewhere more.

[Chorus]

Now I can breathe where the hurt used to be,

I can hold all the ghosts without letting them lead,

Every scar is a map, every tear left a trace,

And the road I was afraid of brought me to this place.

And the road I was afraid of brought me to this place.

[Verse 2]

I used to count the losses,

Name each one like a debt,

Kept the words I never answered

Like a stone inside my chest.

Then morning found the curtains,

Dust turned gold across the room,

I learned a heart can make a window

From the walls it once knew.

[Pre-Chorus]

I still feel the old fear

When the sky begins to change,

But I don't run from thunder now,

I let it pass my name.

[Chorus]

Now I can breathe where the hurt used to be,

I can hold all the ghosts without letting them lead,

Every scar is a map, every tear left a trace,

And the road I was afraid of brought me to this place.

[Bridge]

If you are standing in the ruins,

With your hands cut by the past,

There is life beneath the rubble,

There is something built to last.

You don't have to call it healing,

You don't have to understand,

Take one step beyond the doorway,

Let tomorrow take your hand.

[Final Chorus]

Now I can breathe where the hurt used to be,

I can hold all the ghosts without letting them lead,

Every scar is a map, every tear left a trace,

And the road I was afraid of brought me to this place.

Now I can rise with the weight that I knew,

Make a home from the broken, let the old light come through,

Every ending turned a page, every loss changed my shape,

And the road I was afraid of became the way I escaped.

[Outro]

I used to fear the rain,

Now I let it wash me clean.