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[Verse 1] No sick days off, no easy break, For every step, my own mistake. But in the silence, I find my voice, This lonely freedom, my only choice. [Pre-Chorus] I keep it moving through the ache, One more line, one more day. If I fall, I learn the shape, Of getting back up anyway. [Chorus] Weary hands, still I build Weary hands, I don't stand still My own rain, my own road I carry more than I should hold [Verse 2] I build my world with weary hands, Across the shifting, shift I trace the cracks in the kitchen light, And make a home from the wreckage right. [Pre-Chorus] I keep it moving through the ache, One more line, one more day. If I fall, I learn the shape, Of getting back up anyway. [Chorus] Weary hands, still I build Weary hands, I don't stand still My own rain, my own road I carry more than I should hold [Bridge] And when the room goes quiet, I stay I don't need saving anyway I know the weight, I know the cost I know the parts I almost lost [Final Chorus] Weary hands, still I build Weary hands, I don't stand still My own rain, my own road I carry more than I should hold