Weight of a Name

[Intro] Soft lights, a quiet room, a borrowed breath [Verse 1] Isaiah sits with the weight of what’s been done Moonlight on a desk, a map of what’s begun Whispers in the corners, the should have and the could Guilt folds its quiet hands, a stubborn two-toned brood [Pre-Chorus] If I could rewind the clock, would I choose different skies? If I could take the fault away, would it mute these adoring lies? [Chorus] I carry the fault like a stone in my sleeve I listen to the murmur that won’t let me leave Conscience speaks softly, a resting thief in the night Isaiah, forgive me, I’m learning how to fight [Verse 2] I chase the shadows with a patient, careful tread Fixes on the ceiling where the past’s ink is spread The room keeps count of promises left unsaid And every breath I borrow sounds heavier than bread [Pre-Chorus] If I could mend the map, would the roads bend toward grace? If I could clear this air, would the silence find a place? [Chorus] I carry the fault like a stone in my sleeve I listen to the murmur that won’t let me leave Conscience speaks softly, a resting thief in the night Isaiah, forgive me, I’m learning how to fight [Bridge] If dawn finds us still here, may light soften the ache If mercy comes quietly, let it be what we take [Chorus] I carry the fault like a stone in my sleeve I listen to the murmur that won’t let me leave Conscience speaks softly, a resting thief in the night Isaiah, forgive me, I’m learning how to fight [Outro] In the hush, a small grace, a breath that’s newly free We walk with the echoes, but we choose to be