The air was heavy before I could speak
My name buried in the floorboards
They built their walls inside my mind
Brick by brick, lie by lie
Took the light, sealed the cracks
Left me breathing in the black
But even in silence, something screamed
Small at first, but sharp enough to bleed
I am carved from the bones of the sky
Shattered, but still I rise
You can burn my voice to the ground
But I'll still be making sound
Every night the ceiling fell
Every morning I carried hell
I learned to fight with my own hands
And walk on glass without demands
My scars are not chains
They're maps of where I've been
I am carved from the bones of the sky
Shattered, but still I rise
You can drag my soul through the flood
But I'll bloom in my own blood
I kept every name they called me
Not to wear, but to burn
I kept every night they broke me
To remind me how I return
I am carved from the bones of the sky
Shattered, but still I rise
You can drown my name in stone
But the sky will call me home And I will not fall again