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[Verse 1] I don’t need to be fixed I just need space to be Sky above my roofline Forest holding quiet over me I stand with open hands now No winning, no defeat When the world asks for a story I return to air and leaves [Pre-Chorus] First the chest goes tight Like a door that won’t give in Then a little click of light And the breath comes flooding in [Chorus] My heart knocks once, then twice Then it turns into a breeze There’s a hole where panic lived And the cool air moves through me It opens, it opens Then it closes like the sea I’m not healing, I’m arriving I’m just learning how to be [Verse 2] Rain can write on window glass And it doesn’t need my name Wind can shake the garden gate And I won’t call it blame I sit inside the stillness Like a stone that knows its place If my thoughts start running fast I let the trees slow down my pace [Pre-Chorus] First the chest goes tight Like a fist around my ribs Then the sky gets wider And I soften where it hits [Chorus] My heart knocks once, then twice Then it turns into a breeze There’s a hole where panic lived And the cool air moves through me It opens, it opens Then it closes like the sea I’m not healing, I’m arriving I’m just learning how to be [Bridge] Silence isn’t empty It’s a room with honest sound Footsteps of the seasons Circling slowly, circling round If someone calls me lonely Let them keep that word I’ve got a forest in my lungs And a sky that answers first [Final Chorus] My heart knocks once, then twice Then it turns into a breeze There’s a hole where fear once sat And the cool air moves through me It opens, it opens Then it closes—softly, clean I’m not healing, I’m accepting And that’s more than “fine” to me