Still Carry

Heard the rain fall on the roof

A quiet, tapping, lonely proof

The ground is soft and getting ready

My own two hands just feel unsteady



They say good things come with the wait  

But the silence gets so loud



Still Carry

This winter inside my own veins

Still Carry

Through all the silent, hopeful rains

Yeah, I Still Carry, Still Carry the space

An empty room, a hollow grace

I Still Carry



The robins build their nests with mud

A rush, a bloom inside the blood

Of everything that’s not my own

A harvest I have never sown



Yeah, good things come if you just wait

But the silence gets so heavy, late



Still Carry

This winter frozen in my frame

Still Carry

Whispering a forgotten name

Yeah, I Still Carry, Still Carry the space

A different life, a different face

Oh, I Still Carry



My body, a field of cold stone

Am I broken if I'm growing alone?

The moon is full, the tide is high

There's a quiet strength behind my eye



Still Carry

Yeah, this winter, it’s all in my veins

Still Carry

Come the sun, come the endless rains

God, I Still Carry, I Still Carry this space

My empty room, my quiet grace  

I Still Carry