Songs from the Slow Lane · track 8 of 11
Return to Light
The story
I came in barefoot, no name, no plan, and if I do this right I'll leave the same, just with slower hands. I spent my youth wanting more and calling it purpose. Now every wrinkle is proof of a weight I didn't need, and I'm laying it down like seed. The goal was never more. It was always less, until you can leave the way you came: light.
Lyrics
I came in barefoot Eyes wide open No name, no guilt, no plan And if I do this right I’ll leave the same Just with slower hands I spent my youth chasing the fire Wanting more, reaching higher I put purpose in a bank account And love in someone else’s mouth But now the mirror tells the truth And every wrinkle’s proof That I’ve carried weight I didn’t need And laid it down like seed The body grows old But the soul must grow new Strip it all back Till it’s just what is true We don’t take the titles We don’t keep the fight We leave like we came Light The kids are gone, the rooms are still The to-do list is just windowsills And now I walk with softer feet Through streets that once were incomplete I don’t need to win the race I don’t need a younger face I just want to laugh at the sky And mean it when I say goodbye The body grows old But the soul must grow new Wash off the roles Till it’s just me and you We don’t take the praise We don’t need the right We leave like we came Light The goal was never more It was always less To unbuild the walls And walk out undressed In wonder. In grace. In peace. The body grows old But the soul must grow young Sing without shame The unsung songs We don’t take the fear We don’t keep the night We leave like we came Light I came in barefoot. I leave barefoot. That’s enough.
Words and music: Romian Nazlab