I was young and I was hollow
Filled myself with what they gave me
Took the blame like it was water
Drank it down and called it holy
You can spend a lifetime kneeling
Building altars out of asking
Till the silence gets so heavy
You forget what you were carrying
I am not what I have lost
I am not what I have loved in vain
I am the weight that hit the bottom
And stayed there long enough to know its name
I am bedrock
I am what remains
There's a kind of cold that settles
Not in winter
in the waiting
When the hands you trusted most
Are the ones that stop the door from opening
I have been my own worst jury
I have handed down the sentence
Till the voice that kept me guilty
Finally ran out of breath
I am not what I have lost
I am not what I have loved in vain
I am the weight that hit the bottom
And stayed there long enough to know its name
I am bedrock
I am what remains
And I won't lie and say it's over
Some things settle some things stay
But I stopped asking for a reason
And I started asking for the day
I am not the fall
I am not the breaking
I am the stopping
I am the waking
I am what nothing else could take from me
Bedrock