SALT

Verse 1

Wake in the quiet

before it comes back,

time skips a beat

no one unpacked.

Every word handed down

cut more than it said,

carried too long —

now it’s laid down instead.

Chasing a shadow

through the shape of us,

calling fear “love,”

calling silence “trust.”

No need to win,

no need control,

just get the name back

in the throat, in the soul.

Pre-Chorus / Hook

Words taste like salt on the tongue,

feel the burn, then let it go.

Throw it over the shoulder —

the past can’t follow you home.

(repeat)

Drop / Mantra

The past can’t follow you home

The past can’t follow you home

Verse 2

Reading for truth

in the way it was spoke,

but the meaning kept shifting

every note.

Bending down small

to fit the frame,

leaving pieces behind

just to stay the same.

Standing now

where the echo ends,

nothing pulling it

back again.

If leaving’s the cost

of being whole,

pay it slow —

but let it go.

Final Hook / Outro

Throw it over the shoulder,

the past can’t follow you home.

Let it burn, let it pass —

the past can’t follow you home