STILL
STANDING.

I have seen the walls come down
I have heard my own heart shake
I have walked through empty rooms
With more than I could take

There were nights I lost my name
There were days I could not pray
But the morning found me breathing
In a quiet kind of way

I am not made out of stone
I am not too proud to fall
But something deep inside me
Still answers when life calls

I’m still standing
With the rain upon my face
Still standing
By a different kind of grace

I’ve been broken
But I’m not gone
I’m still standing
And I’m moving on

I don’t carry hate no more
It got heavy in my hands
I have learned to let it go
Like footprints in the sand

Every scar has got a voice
Every silence taught me truth
I am older than my sorrow
But my heart is still in use

I am not made out of stone
I am not too proud to bend
But every road that tried to end me
Turned into a road again

I’m still standing
With the rain upon my face
Still standing
By a different kind of grace

I’ve been broken
But I’m not gone
I’m still standing
And I’m moving on

Let the wind come
Let the dark roll through
I have nothing left to prove
Only life to choose

Let the years speak
Let the hard days pass
I have roots beneath the ground
Deeper than the cracks

I’m still standing
With the rain upon my face
Still standing
In a quiet, honest place

I’ve been broken
But I’m not gone
I’m still standing
And I’m moving on

Still breathing
Still learning
Still standing
Still returning