Son

Show me who I am and who I could be. Initiate the heart within me Until it opens properly. Slow down, start again from the beginning. I can’t keep my head from spinning out of control, Is this what being vulnerable feels like? And I will try, try, try to breathe ’Til it turns to muscle memory. I'm only steady on my knees; one day I'll stand up on my own two feet. I’ll run the risk Of being intimate with brokenness. Through this magnifying glass, I see a thousand fingerprints On the surfaces of who I am. - Show me where to find the silver lining As the mercury keeps rising, ’Til the glass or my fever breaks. Show me how to struggle gracefully. Let the scaffolding inside of me be strong enough To hold this tired body up once more. And I will try, try, try to breathe ’Til it turns to muscle memory. I feel the pressure in my blood Building up and liberating me. So I will try, try, try to breathe ’Til it turns to muscle memory. I'm only steady on my knees, But one day, I'll stand on my own two feet. I'll run the risk Of being intimate with brokenness. Through this magnifying glass, I see a thousand fingerprints That ran the risk Of being intimate with my brokenness. I was given a gift of hope In a thousand fingerprints On the surface of who I am. end on