Bowl with a Map

[Verse 1]
I kept a chipped blue bowl beside the door
For all the pieces I called useless before
A crooked rim, a crack that caught the sun
Still held the rain when all the storms were done

[Pre-Chorus]
I quit pretending every edge was smooth
Made room for what I couldn't make untrue

[Chorus]
I am the bowl with a map in the clay
Hold what I am, let tomorrow find its way
Hey! (Hold what I am!)
Hey! (Make room to change!)
Cracks in the pattern, still carrying on
I keep my shape, and I keep moving on

[Verse 2]
Those uneven lines are mine to read
Not a warning label, not a thing to knead
I set it on the table, let it stay
A little more myself with every day

[Bridge]
Turn the worn side toward the morning air
No perfect vessel ever got us there

[Final Chorus]
I am the bowl with a map in the clay
Hold what I am, let tomorrow find its way
Hey! (Hold what I am!)
Hey! (Make room to change!)
Cracks in the pattern, still carrying on
I keep my shape, and I keep moving on
[Outro]
Keep my shape—move on!