I thought the crack meant breaking down
Thought the silence meant I’d drown
But every fracture in the frame
Let something brighter through the grain

Walls I built to keep me strong
Kept out right and kept in wrong
All that weight I wore like pride
Was blocking what was on the other side

It wasn’t weakness in the bend
It was the light trying to get in

Light through the steel
Cutting clean
Right where the pressure used to be

Light through the steel
Now I see
The crack was making room for me

(Oh—oh)
Making room for me

Every doubt that shook my hands
Was carving out a wider span
Every question, every bruise
Was loosening what I couldn’t move

I don’t curse the fault lines now
They’re the reason I know how
To stand inside the bending beams
And let the daylight hit the seams

I was guarding every scar
Like it made me who we are
But the armor split apart
And showed the center of the heart

Light through the steel
Burning bright
Right where I used to brace for fight

Light through the steel
Set me free
The crack was making room for me

(Making room for me)
(Making room for me)