Atlas: Son

Show me Who I am and who I could be Initiate the heart within me Till it opens properly Slow down Start again from the beginning I can't keep my head from spinning out of control Is this what being vulnerable feels like? And I will try, try, try to breathe Till it turns to muscle memory I'm only steady on my knees One day, I'll stand on my own two feet And I'll run the risk Of being intimate with brokenness Through this magnifying glass I see a thousand fingerprints On the surfaces of who I am Show me Where to find a silver lining As the mercury keeps rising Till the glass on my fever breaks Show me How to struggle gracefully Let the scaffolding inside of me Be strong enough to hold this tired body up Once more And I will try, try, try to breathe Till it turns to muscle memory I feel the pressure in my blood Building up and liberating me So I will try, try, try to breathe Till it turns to muscle memory I'm only steady on my knees But one day, I'll stand on my own two feet And I'll run the risk Of being intimate with brokenness Through this magnifying glass I see a thousand fingerprints I ran the risk Of being intimate with my brokenness I was given a gift of hope and a thousand fingerprints On the surfaces of who I am