Thank You For Tragedy

Thank you for the tragedy,

You gave my silence melody.

I gave the pain somewhere to go,

Then found a voice I didn’t know.

What I thought would bury me,

Became the thing that carried me.

You were the end I couldn’t see,

That somehow led me back to me.

Thank you for the tragedy,

You gave my silence melody.

I gave the pain somewhere to go,

Then found a voice I didn’t know.

What I thought would bury me,

Became the thing that carried me.

You were the end I couldn’t see,

That somehow led me back to me.

Got hurt, packed light, and vanished with the dawn,

No map in the passenger seat, I just kept moving on.

Found towns with no names, roads nobody knew,

Every stop stripped the old me and left something new.

Never called it healing, never knew what it meant,

I just learned how to live from the miles that I spent.

No plan in my hand, no clue where I’d land,

Mile after mile, killed the boy, built the man.

Thank you for the tragedy,

You gave my silence melody.

I gave the pain somewhere to go,

Then found a voice I didn’t know.

What I thought would bury me,

Became the thing that carried me.

You were the end I couldn’t see,

That somehow led me back to me.

Crossed the ocean once, Japan under neon skies,

Saw how small my old world looked through foreign eyes.

Two years under Seattle rain, learning how to stand,

Somewhere in that gray, I started knowing who I am.

Every word I never said started turning into sound,

Somewhere in those melodies, my own voice came around.

No plan in my hand, no clue where I’d land,

Mile after mile, killed the boy, built the man.

Thank you for the tragedy,

You gave my silence melody.

I gave the pain somewhere to go,

Then found a voice I didn’t know.

What I thought would bury me,

Became the thing that carried me.

You were the end I couldn’t see,

That somehow led me back to me.

No purpose in the route, just motion in my blood,

Every state another memory, every tire throwing mud.

Tennessee, Kentucky,

Missouri gettin’ muddy,

Kansas, Colorado,

Arizona, goin’ full throttle,

Nevada, California,

Oregon, rain kept pourin’,

Idaho, Montana,

Wyoming, no planner,

Washington, wanderin’.

So I Thank you for the tragedy,

You gave my silence melody.

I gave the pain somewhere to go,

Then found a voice I didn’t know.

What I thought would bury me,

Became the thing that carried me.

You were the end I couldn’t see,

That somehow led me back to me.

Yeah, Thank you for the tragedy,

I turned that silence to melody.

I gave the pain somewhere to go,

Now I recognize the voice I know.

What I thought would bury me,

Became the road that carried me.

You were the ending I couldn’t see,

That somehow became the start of me.