

Prompt / Lyrics
(Slow country-blues. Sparse guitar. Weathered, intimate voice.) Verse 1 I learned to pray, then I learned to pour Found a little quiet I’d been looking for It didn’t taste like trouble It tasted like rest Verse 2 I wasn’t trying to disappear I just wanted the noise to clear Every worry, every scar Every “you are what they say you are” Chorus I learned to pour To make it through The nights I didn’t know What else to do I didn’t drink to be wild or free I drank to find some peace inside of me Verse 3 It started small, just a little relief Something to take the edge off grief But the line got thinner every day Between getting by and drifting away Pre-Chorus Funny how the thing that holds you up Can also fill your cup Chorus I learned to pour When I was tired of being strong Holding it together Took too long I didn’t drink to ruin my name I drank to numb a little pain Bridge Good girl in a hard place Tired heart, brave face Trying not to fall apart Shaking hand, hopeful heart Final Chorus I learned to pour But I learned to stop I learned I was more Than what I fought I don’t need that fire To feel alive I’m still here And I survived (soft hum, guitar fades)
Tags
Warm, raw female alto. Barefoot Americana, gospel and blues with heart, dirt and grace. Intimate and true.
2:57
No
1/25/2026