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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I packed up the poems
Left them under the bed
Old Polaroids curling
Names I barely said
I tried to be braver
Than the ache in my teeth
Smiling in pictures
I could hardly breathe
[Chorus]
You’re allowed to feel lost while you’re growing
You’re allowed to come apart at the seams
You can grieve every self that you’ve outgrown
Every almost
Every ghost of a dream
Even in the minor key it’s still music
Even in the quiet it still counts
You’re allowed to feel lost while you’re growing
You’re allowed
[Verse 2]
I cancel the party
Sit alone in the car
Hood up in the driveway
Watch a flickering star
I thought I’d be steady
By the age that I am
Instead I’m just holding
What I still understand
[Chorus]
You’re allowed to feel lost while you’re growing
You’re allowed to change the story mid-scene
You can grieve all the lives you never lived
Every version
Every faded routine
Even in the minor key it’s still music
Even in the heartbreak there’s a sound
You’re allowed to feel lost while you’re growing
You’re allowed
[Bridge]
One day you’ll hum this hurt
Like a half-remembered tune
Soft on a Tuesday
Sweeping your room
All of these broken chords
You’re carrying now
Are lining up slowly
Teaching you how
[Chorus]
You’re allowed to feel lost while you’re growing
You’re allowed to love the one who stayed
You can grieve every mask you had to wear
Every ending
Every plan you betrayed
Even in the minor key it’s still music
Even when you’re crying on the ground
You’re allowed to feel lost while you’re growing
(it still counts)
You’re allowed
Details
GeneratedMar 27, 2026
Duration3:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Indie rock ballad with female vocals; fingerpicked electric and roomy drums in the verses, fragile and intimate. Chorus swells with overdriven guitars, octave leads, and stacked harmonies. Subtle synth pad under the bridge, tom build into the final hook, vocal pushed slightly forward with airy reverb and a raw, close-mic texture., emotional, indie rock
Credits
Prompt by
Ashandhollow
AshandhollowModelAria v5
Prompt
female
Same fragile / emotional core, indie rock
You’re allowed to feel lost while growing.
You’re allowed to grieve versions of yourself that didn’t make it.
And even in the minor key… there’s still
