“Bent Low”
VERSE 1
If you were my mom
I think I’d grow like wildflowers
Safe enough to reach for sunlight
Strong enough to survive hard hours
You hold our babies
Like the whole world could break them
Like love ain’t loud
It’s patient hands that keep shaping
Late nights awake in the blue glow
Early mornings moving slow slow
You pour from places
Nobody sees
And somehow still
You got more for me
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PRE-CHORUS
You make grace look ordinary
Like heaven lives in little things
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CHORUS
Every gentle thing in me
Started somewhere in your hands
You water souls
While your own roots thirst
And still somehow you stand
If our children grow tall someday
If they learn what real love is
It’ll be because
Somebody bent low first
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VERSE 2
You kiss scraped knees
Like they ain’t nothing
Carry bad dreams
Like they weigh something
And I watch you
Move through the chaos softly
Turning a house into a memory
Some roots grow deep in warm light
Some through storms nobody talks about
Some blooms open slow over time
Still carrying the fingerprints that raised them
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PRE-CHORUS
You make sacrifice look holy
Without ever asking to be seen
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CHORUS
Every gentle thing in me
Started somewhere in your hands
You water souls
While your own roots thirst
And still somehow you stand
If our children grow tall someday
If they learn what real love is
It’ll be because
Somebody bent low first
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BRIDGE
And years from now
When they speak your name
I hope they feel
What I feel today
That love looks less like fireworks
More like staying anyway
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FINAL CHORUS
Every beautiful thing in this house
Has your fingerprints on it
The laughter
The safety
The way our children love
You planted all of it
If I stand taller now
It’s because you showed me how
Somebody bent low first
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