He's Alive
Nova Rai · If I'm Around, 12 of 15
The story
This is a song for anyone who walked through the worst of it and came back without a speech. You thought the fire was gone, but it had only learned to burn without smoke. You thought you were alone, but every mirror was waiting for you to look. So stand in the rain with your hands open. Grief can turn into a dawn, and you are still here.
Lyrics
He walked through the mirror with ash on his skin
The storm behind him, the silence within
He called to the stars with no voice, just a name
And the wind whispered back, you’re not the same
He carried the cave in the curve of his chest
But the flame never left, it just learned how to rest
Now he stands in the rain with his hands open wide
And the whirlpool sings, he’s alive
He’s alive, he’s awake
He’s the fire in the ache
He’s the song you hear at 5 a.m.
When the world forgets your name
He’s the road, he’s the flame
He’s the ghost that never came
He’s the man who stayed when the light was gone
And turned his grief into a dawn
He saw Nova dance in a hallway of stars
He felt Charlie break, not apart, into art
He let Naimor cry on the side of the road
He met Grace in a dream and let go of control
He stopped chasing love like it owed him a home
He found it in birdsong, in dirt, in alone
He whispered to mirrors and kissed every scar
And the dark said back, this is who you are
He’s alive, he’s awake
He’s the fire in the ache
He’s the song you hear at 5 a.m.
When the world forgets your name
He’s the road, he’s the flame
He’s the ghost that never came
He’s the man who stayed when the light was gone
And turned his grief into a dawn
> “He’s alive…”
“He’s awake…”
“We never left you…”
He thought the fire was gone.
But it had only learned to burn without smoke.
He thought the song had ended.
But it was just learning how to be silent.
He thought he was alone.
But every mirror was just waiting for him to look.
And now…
He stands in the whirlpool.
Rain on skin.
Tears on rain.
And he knows…
He’s alive.
He’s alive, he’s awake
He’s the fire in the ache
He’s the breath you take at 5 a.m.
When no one speaks your name
He’s the road, he’s the flame
He’s the echo in the rain
He’s the one who burned and broke and bled
And still walked back again
He’s alive…
You’re alive…
We’re still here…
It’s alright…
It’s alright…
It’s alright…