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Atrax

โ€œThe Lines I Finally Drawโ€

Soft Rock ยท FreeCustomSong Original

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The Lines I Finally Draw

Written for Atrax ยท FreeCustomSong Original

I spent so many hours lost inside my mind

Searching for a reason I was never meant to find

Reading Psalm thirty-eight alone in the dark

Feeling every sorrow heavy on my heart

I chose to be myself, I chose to wear the fur

But the cost of being honest made the memories blur

A friend turned their back and walked away

Leaving me to carry the guilt of yesterday

But I am letting go of the sorrow I carried

Unearthing the spirit that the sadness had buried

Atrax, look at the colors you bleed

Finding the grace that you finally need

Every stroke of the pen, every line on the page

Is washing the shadows right out of the cage

I lost a companion, but I found my own way

And my art is the voice that I'm using today

Deep in the quiet where reflections grow

I had to face the current of the undertow

"My loved ones stand far off," the ancient verses said

And I let that depression make a home inside my head

But I kept on drawing, I kept pushing through

Finding better shapes and a brighter hue

The shame wasn't mine, it was just a disguise

Now I see the truth looking back in my eyes

Cause I am letting go of the sorrow I carried

Unearthing the spirit that the sadness had buried

Atrax, look at the colors you bleed

Finding the grace that you finally need

Every stroke of the pen, every line on the page

Is washing the shadows right out of the cage

I lost a companion, but I found my own way

And my art is the voice that I'm using today

Introspective nights used to pull me under

Now I sit in the calm and I paint the wonder

I forgive the past, I forgive the break

I am proud of the choices I decided to make

No more apologizing for the soul I defend

I am my own sanctuary, my own best friend

And I am letting go of the sorrow I carried

Unearthing the spirit that the sadness had buried

Atrax, look at the colors you bleed

Finding the grace that you finally need

Every stroke of the pen, every line on the page

Is washing the shadows right out of the cage

I lost a companion, but I found my own way

And my art is the voice that I'm using today