It’s in the way the coffee steams in the morning light
The quiet space between us in the middle of the night
A broken toy, a faded map, a key that fits no door
The echoes of the shadows that we don't fear anymore
We think we’re made of mountain peaks and moments of the sun
But we’re the sum of every thread that’s ever been begun.
I used to run from every ghost that whispered in my ear
I tried to burn the pages of the things I couldn't bear
But a scar is just a story that the body needs to tell
And heaven’s only heaven ‘cause we’ve walked through every hell
Don't look away from where you’ve been, don't cast the past aside
It’s the anchor in the water that can turn the rising tide.
Oh, it’s all those little things, the dust upon the shelf
The pieces of the puzzle that lead you to yourself
Embrace the heavy burden, find the beauty in the grey
We’re stronger for the stumbles that we suffered on the way
And now I’m looking forward with a fire in my eyes
To the magic of the morning and the glory of the rise.
Beyond the wreckage of the years, the light begins to show
The seeds we planted in the dark are starting now to grow
It isn't just about the scars or where the shadows fell
It's finding grace inside the place where we were meant to dwell
The universe is vast and wide, but here's where I belong
Building up the fortress, becoming brave and strong.
Oh, it’s all those little things, the dust upon the shelf
The pieces of the puzzle that lead you to yourself
Embrace the heavy burden, find the beauty in the grey
We’re stronger for the stumbles that we suffered on the way
And now I’m looking forward with a fire in my eyes
To the magic of the morning and the glory of the rise.
All those little things...
The keys to the kingdom.
Just beginning.