Seismic Truth

[Verse 1]
The bitter words, like grinding stone,
Left bedrock scars where we had grown.
A fault line opened, deep and wide,
No quiet place for truths to hide.

[Chorus]
We faced the quake, the strata split,
But found the strength, the stubborn grit.
Against the weight, we held our ground,
A silent promise, profoundly found.

[Verse 2]
Old timbers splintered, salt-soaked, raw,
The ugliest truths we ever saw.
Felt like the tide pulling on old pilings,
A slow decay, despite our failings.
The same cold spray on childhood roads,
Now carried all our heavy loads.

[Chorus]
We faced the quake, the strata split,
But found the strength, the stubborn grit.
Against the weight, we held our ground,
A silent promise, profoundly found.

[Bridge]
The dust still settles from the fall,
We learned to stand, after it all.
A slow tectonic shift inside,
Where wounded truths now gently ride,
Beneath a grey and patient sky.

[Outro]
The world still turns on fractured seams,
And we, still chasing broken dreams.