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I treated my soul like a place I’d leave
A tired old house, just keys and dreams
Rain through the roof most every night
Cracked walls from years of trying to fight
I watched the lights in other homes
Thought maybe I was built wrong
I packed my bags inside my head
Kept thinking I’d be better off dead… elsewhere
I waited on a knock that never came
Thought someone else would fix the pain
This old house is all I own
Ain’t no other life to call my own
Ain’t nobody coming anyway
So I’m learning…
Yeah, I’m learning to stay
I let the dust sit in every room
All the things I wouldn’t face too soon
Patched what I could with these two hands
Let go of dreams I couldn’t mend
I dragged that chair called guilt outside
Left it in the yard, let it die
Pulled something softer up instead
A place to sit, a word called “enough”
I’m cracked and worn, but I’m still here
And for once, that feels sincere
This old house is all I own
Every scar cut into stone
Ain’t nobody coming anyway
So I’m learning…
Yeah, I’m learning to stay
I ain’t fixed
I ain’t whole
But I’m done running from my own soul
This old house is all I own
A steady fire, a backbone
The door’s still open, but I won’t stray
’Cause I’m learning…
Yeah, I’m learning to stay
Evening light on the front porch rail
A warm cup, a southern wind
I don’t need nowhere else today
I finally stayed.