[Style: Indie Pop/Rap ]
[Tempo: 108 BPM]
(Wind blowing, animal sounds, peace and silence)
(Instrumental fades in)
(Verse 1)
Funny how the years went by,
Blinked once and almost twenty-five.
Thought I’d have it figured out,
Guess we’re laughing at that now.
Broke kid with some bigger dreams,
Learning life’s not what it seems.
Looking back, I smile somehow,
Man, you’d be so proud right now.
I was driving with nowhere to go,
Found myself down these winding roads.
God was building what I couldn’t see,
Becoming who I’m meant to be.
(Pre-Chorus)
So here’s to all the late nights,
Living off of maybes.
Here’s to every wrong turn,
God knew where He’d take me.
Here’s to all the closed doors,
Thought they were forever.
Funny looking back now,
They made my life better.
(Chorus)
I’m overlooking it all,
The mountains that I used to call walls.
The tears that would fall in my bedroom alone,
Thinking I was out here on my own.
I’m overlooking it all,
Every time I thought that I would fall.
Funny what you see when you stop standing so small,
I’m overlooking it all.
(Verse 2)
They don’t tell you growing up feels strange,
Watching everybody slowly change.
Looking through these photographs,
Wondering where the hell time passed.
Grandma, I still think of you,
Hope I’ve made you proud too.
There’s so much I still wanna say,
Guess I’ll tell you someday.
They say time heals everything,
Funny, I don’t think that’s true.
I think we just learn to carry it,
And become somebody new.
(RAP VERSE)
Remember sleeping on the floor?
Wondering what I was working for?
Looking at my bank account thinking I couldn’t take much more.
Twenty-one and terrified,
Twenty-three just trying to survive.
Twenty-five and I’m still scared,
Guess that feeling never dies.
But I made it through the bad days,
Through the heartbreak and the sad days.
Through anxiety and dark nights,
Learning how to see the light.
Funny how the things I hated made the man that I’ve become,
Funny how I felt so lost when God was saying, “You’re not done.”
(BRIDGE)
(Music completely stops.)
Eighteen year old me would’ve never believed this.
Twenty-one year old me would’ve quit.
Twenty-three year old me was scared.
Twenty-five year old me is still scared…
…but he’s happy.
(A few seconds of nothing but wind blowing.)
(Instrumental kicks in again after a few seconds of quiet nature )
(FINAL CHORUS)
I’m overlooking it all,
Every bruise and every scar.
The people that I lost and all the ones that brought me this far.
Maybe growing up ain’t getting older after all,
Maybe it’s overlooking it all.
I’m overlooking it all,
Every mountain, every wall.
Funny what you see when you stop standing so small.
(OUTRO)
To Grandma.
To Mom and Dad.
To the people that stayed.
To the people that left.
To eighteen year old me…
We made it….
(Birds chirping and wind blowing fade out.)