I Am the Line

[Intro]

(We rise from the dust they buried us in…)

(Holding light in our lineage…)

[Verse 1]

I didn’t choose this fire—

But it knew my name.

Long before the altars,

Long before the shame.

This wasn’t passed like land or rings—

It came as dreams

And aching things.

Some ran from it.

I ran with it.

Let the old silence split—

And Spirit visit.

[Verse 2]

She stayed quiet to survive.

I sing loud to heal the line.

Different choices.

Same thread.

She held back.

I bled instead.

What they called rebellion—

Was just remembrance.

What they buried—

I bring reverence.

[Chorus]

I am the line—

The flame, the vow,

The broken chain that forged a crown.

I am the prayer

Spoken in bone.

The one who made it back

Alone.

I am the first to stay awake.

The first to heal what I didn’t break.

(I am the line…)

[Verse 3]

I don’t need titles to walk in truth.

The power I carry speaks in proof.

Every scar—

A holy trace.

Every tear—

Anointed grace.

I came through the wound,

Not just the womb.

I tend the roots.

I change the room.

[Bridge]

Lifted through grief,

I chose to stay.

Threaded by Spirit

In a sacred way.

This isn’t weight—

This is design.

I am not lost.

I am the sign.

[Final Chorus]

I am the line—

Not what was handed,

But what was reclaimed.

I am the code

They couldn’t name.

One voice