Monica Rhodes - Common Stain

Oh no, here I am, once again,
Digging through the ashes like a long-lost friend.
Not just broken, I’m weathered and thin,
Wearing the shadows you settled within.

I built you a temple, a god made of stone,
But the altar was hollow and I’m here alone.
The price of the lesson is etched in my bone,
I’m burning the fields that we’ve already sown.

Each jagged promise, every hollow scar,
Is a map of the desert to show who you are.
I’m done with the gasping, the losing sleep,
In the belly of secrets too heavy to keep.
The gasoline’s drying, the fire’s gone cold,
I’m breaking the iron you tried to hold.

You wore that crown like a leaden sin,
A cage of salt water I was drowning in.
You bet on my silence, you bet on my fear,
But the storm has cleared and the exit is near.

So thanks for the trauma, the dust, and the show,
You’re the heaviest anchor I’ve had to let go.
You’re not some grand tragedy, just a common stain,
Just a damn rust in my engine, a spark in the rain.

Each jagged promise, every hollow scar,
Is a map of the desert to show who you are.
I’m done with the gasping, the losing sleep,
In the belly of secrets too heavy to keep.

Yeah, the temple is empty,
I’m done with the show...
A beautiful wreckage...
Now watch me go
Watch me go
Watch me go
Watch me - Go