Lyrics
Verse 1
I’ve been carrying a map in my head,
Lines and arrows of the things I said,
Trying to think my way into now,
Trying to stand without touching the ground.
But the ground’s been here the whole damn time,
Holding my weight, not asking why.
Chorus
Heart, not head,
Feeling, not thought,
Ground, not the map that I was taught.
What’s happening now can’t be caught,
It’s lived, not bought.
Verse 2
There’s a quiet hum beneath the noise,
A softer language without a voice,
A warmth in the chest, a widening sigh,
A yes that arrives before the why.
I don’t have to name it, don’t have to prove,
This aliveness knows how to move.
Chorus
Heart, not head,
Touch, not view,
The sky feels closer than the word “true.”
I don’t think my way into you—
I feel you through.
Bridge
Thought draws borders, neat and thin,
But life keeps spilling out from within,
Pulse and breath and subtle sound,
This is the meeting place I found.
Final Chorus
Heart, not head,
Here, not then,
This is how we start again.
No need to understand, defend,
Just feel what’s always been.
Outro
Map down.
Feet here.
This —
Is happening.
