Words We Never Spoke

Walking through the night the air is sharp and cold Voices cutting through the dark their stories getting old A clash of words a stubborn pride no room to bend or see It's clear the fight ain't what they want just a need to feel free We hold so tight to what we know afraid to let it go But the more we hold the less we see what we're fighting for At the corner of the bar the tension's like a wire Two faces flushed with anger their words just stoking fire But no one's really listening just waiting for the turn Where someone's voice will break and both their bridges burn We stand our ground but what's the cost of always needing more? The hardest fight is stepping back to open up the door In the mirror of a café a stranger meets his eyes A face weighed down by battles fought by truths he can't deny It's never just the shouting it's the silence in between Where the hardest thing to face is the person you have been We hold so tight to what we know afraid to let it go But the more we hold the less we see what we're fighting for It's not the words that matter most it's the space they leave behind The chance to heal the quiet field where we can realign It's not about losing it's learning where to stand Sometimes it takes an open heart to be the better man