Verse 1
I thought “THIS” meant calm and clear,
A quiet mind, no sting, no fear,
But here comes heat, here comes “no,”
Here comes the urge to run and go.
I tried to edit what I am—
Cut out the storm, keep only sand.
Chorus
Not just this— everything THIS!
Even the flinch, even the fist,
Even the “please make it different,”
Even the tight, even the distant.
No doors closed, no part dismissed—
Not just this… everything THIS!
Verse 2
A thought shows up: “I’m not okay,”
It doesn’t mean it’s true today,
It’s just a sound, a little flare,
A paper dragon in the air.
And resistance, sharp and fast,
Is just a weather-front that passed.
Chorus
Not just this— everything THIS!
Even the flinch, even the fist,
Even the “please make it different,”
Even the tight, even the distant.
No doors closed, no part dismissed—
Not just this… everything THIS!
Bridge
If I can’t step outside of now,
Then why keep swinging at the cloud?
Let the “no” be here, let it hiss—
It’s still inside the “All is THIS”.
No separate me to win the fight,
Just life unfolding, bite by bite.
Chorus
Not just this— everything THIS!
Even the flinch, even the fist,
Even the “please make it different,”
Even the tight, even the distant.
No doors closed, no part dismissed—
Not just this… everything THIS!
Outro
This breath—THIS.
That thought—THIS.
That wanting—THIS.
That not wanting—THIS
That softening—THIS.
Not just this… THIS everything.
THIS!
