A Small and Steady Burn

[Verse 1]
I kept a key for every door
I never tried to open
A winter coat for warmer towns
A map with roads unchosen
I hear those almost-lives at night
Like dishes in the sink
Then morning finds the cup I held
And asks me what I think

[Chorus]
I won't be every name I missed
Or every far-off face
But here I am, with both feet down
And room enough for grace
The life I have is not a prize
For making every turn
It's bread still warm, your hand in mine
A small and steady burn

[Verse 2]
Somewhere I play a different part
Somewhere I speak braver
I let that distant self be real
Without asking for her
I set the old what-if aside
Beside the kitchen light
And taste the peach you brought me home
The juice runs sweet and bright

[Chorus]
I won't be every name I missed
Or every far-off face
But here I am, with both feet down
And room enough for grace
The life I have is not a prize
For making every turn
It's bread still warm, your hand in mine
A small and steady burn

[Outro]
I didn't live them all
I live this one