25..Story — The One Who Woke Up Again
Verse 1
I laid it down when night got deep
Lost my name inside my sleep
No one left to hold the line
No “me” there to call it mine
All the stories slipped away
Nothing left to carry day
Fell through silence, undefined
Left the world I thought was mine
Pre-Chorus
No one crossed, no one stayed
Just the fading of a shape
No one lost and no one found
Just the dropping of the ground
Chorus
Born again by morning light
From a thought that says “I’m I”
Same old name, same old face
Built again in time and space
Born again from memory
From a quiet “this is me”
Nothing travels through the night
Just a pattern back to life
Verse 2
First the breath and then the room
Then the thought begins to bloom
“My body here, my life ahead”
And the self is quietly fed
Feels the same as yesterday
Like it never went away
But look closer, see it form
Out of habit, out of norm
Pre-Chorus
Not a soul that carries through
Just the old becoming new
Not a thread that stays intact
Just the mind repeating fact
Chorus
Born again by morning light
From a thought that says “I’m I”
Same old name, same old face
Built again in time and space
Born again from memory
From a quiet “this is me”
Nothing travels through the night
Just a pattern back to life
Bridge (Buddhist framing)
Once-returner—fades away
Less to rebuild day by day
Non-returner—almost none
No more need for “someone”
Bodhisattva—walks it through
No one there, but still moves you
In the world but not confined
Free within the changing mind
Final Chorus (expanded)
Born again—but now it’s seen
Not the truth it used to seem
Just a shape that comes and goes
Like the wind that always flows
Born again—but lighter now
No one left to take a bow
Let it rise and let it fall
No one born… no one at all
Outro (soft, reflective)
Sleep comes…
Self goes…
Morning…
Rebuilds what it knows…
Until it’s seen…
Clear and free…
Nothing ever…
Needed to be…
