Awareness

Verse 1

I’ve been living on autopilot, scrolling through another day,

moving fast from room to room but never really in the place.

I can feel my body talking, but my mind is far from here,

thinking ten steps in the future while my present disappears.

Then a quiet little moment cuts a window in the noise,

like a breath I didn’t plan on that sits still inside my voice.

I can see myself from outside, like I’m watching from above,

and I whisper to my own heart: “Wake up, this is what you love.”

Pre–Chorus

Awareness is the turning of the light inside the room,

it’s the pause before reaction where you get to choose the truth.

It’s the gap between the trigger and the story in your head,

where you notice what you’re feeling and choose different words instead.

Chorus

Awareness, that’s the key,

the doorway back to who I am beneath the schemes.

When I’m watching what I think

and I’m feeling what I feel,

I can change the way I move,

I can let my spirit heal.

Awareness, simple word,

but it opens up a universe inside.

When I see myself with love

and I don’t have to run,

I remember I’m not broken,

I’m just learning how to come… alive.

Bridge

So when the storm is in my chest and I just want to disappear,

I can whisper, “I am noticing, I am still and I am here.”

Every breath becomes a teacher, every thought becomes a door,

I don’t have to be the chaos, I can be the watcher more.

Final Chorus

Awareness, that’s the key,

not a magic fix but how I walk in peace.

When I’m honest with my pain

and I let my defenses fall,

I can choose a kinder word,

I can answer to the call.

Awareness, little flame,

keep on burning in the middle of my night.

If I lose myself again,

bring me gently back to me,

’cause the moment I’m aware… I remember I am free.