If my voice gives out
If my hands let go
Take this little line
And carry it home

I came up from the quiet part
With dust still on my sleeve
I had a song inside my chest
That would not let me breathe
I tried to lift it by myself
Tried to make it sound like hope
But every time the chorus came
It caught against my throat

So I’m done pretending
I can be the whole room
If I start the line
Can I give it to you?

Sing it back to me
When I can’t find the air
When the weight in my chest
Gets too much to bear
Take the part that hurts
Turn it into harmony
If I lose the melody
Sing it back to me

There’s a crack in every anthem
There’s a bend in every beam
There’s a reason broken voices
Know exactly what I mean
I don’t need it clean or perfect
I don’t need it dressed in gold
I just need the sound returning
With another hand to hold

So I’m done pretending
I can be the whole room
If I start the line
Can I give it to you?

Sing it back to me
When I can’t find the air
When the weight in my chest
Gets too much to bear
Take the part that hurts
Turn it into harmony
If I lose the melody
Sing it back to me

I was tired of being brave
In a language no one heard
I was carrying the ache
Like it couldn’t become words
Then your voices found the fracture
Put a note where it had been
And the thing I thought would bury me
Started breathing again

Sing it back to me
When I can’t find the air
When the weight in my chest
Gets too much to bear
Take the part that hurts
Turn it into harmony
If I lose the melody
Sing it back to me
Sing it back to me
Till the walls start giving way
Till the grief I couldn’t carry
Has another place to stay
Take the line I almost lost
Raise it till it sets me free
If the weight can sing at all
Sing it back to me

If my voice gives out
If my hands let go
You take the last line
And carry it home