1. Old Bones (For Sarah)
INTRO
Tend yourself carefully.
Some of these songs come with a trigger warning.
These songs started as shame I couldn't name.
I buried my feelings.
I was afraid of who might hear.
Now I'm digging up the old bones —
for the little one inside me.
(Old bones)
VERSE
I remember more of my father than my mother.
His absence had a voice — lectures, monologues, the slam of a door.
She was there in the room — at the stove, in the chair.
But her presence was a vanishing act.
I wanted her to hold me, But she never let me in
I was the witness, not the witnessed.
Dad talked.
Mom nodded.
I learned to disappear in the middle.
OUTRO
So I'm digging these bones up.
These songs are for Sarah.
She needed someone to cry with.
She needed to know she wasn't crazy for feeling it all.
She needed permission to be angry, to be ugly, to be too much.
These songs are for her.
(Sarah)
