The fall that lifts

I wore the crown, I built the wall But every rise predicts a fall Through empty hands, the lesson flows What fades away is what still grows A mumbled step, the bridge will hold No throne survives, no heart too bold Through quiet cracks, the echoes stay What breaks apart will light the way Let it fall, let it break Let the tide erase the stake Every scar, every pain Turns the pride to soft refrain The ground will catch, the sky will rise Through shattered dreams, through clearer eyes Let it fall, let it break The humbled heart will recreate The fire dims, the ash remains Through broken ground, the seed sustains No voice too loud, no face too proud The truth is born where heads are bowed The flame persists, it bends, it turns Through loss, the quiet ember burns No name to claim, no past to keep The heart will rise from where you weep Let it fall, let it break Let the tide erase the stake Every scar, every pain Turns the pride to soft refrain The ground will catch, the sky will rise Through shattered dreams, through clearer eyes Let it fall, let it break The humbled heart will recreate Through bending light, through turning stone The quiet strength will lead you home No hand to grasp, no weight to bear The gift is found in letting spare Through hollow skies, through trembling ground The humbled flame is always found No throne too high, no step too steep The truth will rise where silence speaks Let it fall, let it break Let the tide erase the stake Every scar, every pain Turns the pride to soft refrain The ground will catch, the sky will rise Through shattered dreams, through clearer eyes Let it fall, let it break The humbled heart will recreate Through bending lines, through turning stone The humbled flame will guide you home No start too small, no end too near The quiet hum is always here