Salt -

Let me walk under weight like waves, and

Find the fool in the courage craved, I’ll

Run into the house as it’s burning

I can make it to the morning

So I’ll find the revolution in a breath

Square one always felt like the start of something beautiful

I have been here before

I can stand in my body like I own it

So bring me my tomorrow

I swear by my sorrow

Her hopeful hands to bear me

Bring me my tomorrow

Light my sins in the lens of fault, let my

Edges blur as I stand like salt, this

Dead head vessel blind to the curtain

Let the siren sing certain

If I could be rid of this, I would in a breath

My words are a whisper

But at least I can call them mine

Call out the warning

More than a mantra

I can make it to the morning

So bring me my tomorrow

I swear by my sorrow

Her hopeful hands to bear me

Bring me my tomorrow

I know every word

All this cold talk of redemption

But the night can’t hold a candle to shadows that I can’t overcome

It was always there

Growing louder yet

Give me sight in the silence

And God help me, give me sleep

I know every word

All this cold talk of redemption

But the night can’t hold a candle to shadows that I can’t overcome

It was always there

Growing louder yet

Give me sight in the silence

And God help me, give me sleep

This softness I’m waiting weightless for

With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones in the end

Was it gentle?

'Cause I need her to know

But tomorrow hangs like a promise

I can’t keep it alone

But I’ll meet you there

This softness I’m waiting weightless for

With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones

Stand and bring me my tomorrow

Bring me my tomorrow

I swear by my sorrow

Her hopeful hands to bear me

Bring me my tomorrow

More

More than the sum of scars

More than the rope’s end

More

More than a call to arms

More than the harm

You’re more

More than the damage done

More than the hopeless

More

More than the dawn

More than the end

More than a mantra

You