[Intro]
Seven memories etched in the skin of time, I whisper their names to the dawn.
[Verse 1]
First memory, a laugh in warm rain, a streetlight hums like a halo above me.
I chased a sky that wasn’t mine, and found a small courage beneath the lid of fear.
Second memory, a hinge of goodbye, a hand left open in the doorway of rain.
I learned to breathe in the ache, turning it into a map I could trust.
[Chorus]
These are the bones that form my grace, the spark and shadow inside my chest.
I carry them with me, every failure and embrace, toward a truth that’s gently blessed.
[Verse 2]
Third memory, a first true kiss, a page of warmth folded into the night.
Love arrived like a lighthouse on a shoreline of doubt, guiding me home.
Fourth memory, the weight of losing, a silence where a name once stood.
In the quiet I found room to grow, to listen to the better half of me.
[Chorus]
These are the bones that form my grace, the spark and shadow inside my chest.
I carry them with me, every failure and embrace, toward a truth that’s gently blessed.
[Bridge]
Fifth memory, a choice that cost me sleep, yet taught me mercy for my own flaws.
Sixth memory, a friend who stayed when the weather turned, a warm shelter in the storm.
Seventh memory, a quiet dawn of understanding, that I am more than the sum of my scars.
[Verse 3]
I walk the pocketed road of self, stitching.strands of joy to threads of regret.
Each moment a compass, pointing toward who I can become, when I choose to forgive.
[Chorus]
These are the bones that form my grace, the spark and shadow inside my chest.
I carry them with me, every failure and embrace, toward a truth that’s gently blessed.
[Outro]
So I stand in the light where memories breathe, and I learn to hold them softly, like a friend.
Identity unfolds in listening, in growing, in the love that finally makes sense.
