Fists Up, Morning

I woke up with a crack in my chest

A hard little stone where the hope used to rest

My hands shook once

Then I made them still

Put my boots on the floor like a promise fulfilled

Give me strength

Give me strength

When my name feels small and the night feels long

Give me strength

Give me strength

Till my knees learn the shape of a moving on

I can take one step

Then another one

Give me strength

Give me strength

The sink was full

The mail piled high

The world kept talking while I passed it by

But I found my breath in the cold backyard

In the thin gray dawn where the hurt gets hard

If I fall

Let me fall forward

If I bend

Let it mean I stayed

I’m not asking for a perfect answer

Just enough fire to make my way

Give me strength

Give me strength

When my name feels small and the night feels long

Give me strength

Give me strength

Till my knees learn the shape of a moving on

I can take one step

Then another one

Give me strength

Give me strength