Draw the Line Higher

[Intro]
I drew a line on the kitchen wall
Not where I end, just where I start
The pencil shook, the room stayed small
So I made room inside my heart

[Verse 1]
I used to wait for proof to arrive
A stamped blue letter saying I could try
I kept my hands in my jacket sleeves
Afraid the world would measure me

Then one morning I said it plain
No witness, no bell, no grand campaign
If I can picture the next foothold
Maybe my feet will learn the road

[Pre-Chorus]
The ceiling is a sentence I repeat
Until the sentence starts to bend
I raise my eyes, I move my feet
The limit moves again

[Chorus]
I have to see it before I reach it
Name the height before I climb
I build the room inside my thinking
Then I step across the line

My ceiling isn't fixed above me
It follows what I dare to do
I make the future large enough
To let my body make it true

[Verse 2]
I missed the mark in front of everyone
Dropped every borrowed word and lost the run
But failure had a useful shape
It showed the hinges, showed the escape

I took the stairs two at a time
With yesterday still in my mind
Not fearless, no, just finally certain
That doubt can stay behind the curtain

[Pre-Chorus]
The ceiling is a sentence I repeat
Until the sentence starts to bend
I raise my eyes, I move my feet
The limit moves again

[Chorus]
I have to see it before I reach it
Name the height before I climb
I build the room inside my thinking
Then I step across the line

My ceiling isn't fixed above me
It follows what I dare to do
I make the future large enough
To let my body make it true

[Bridge]
No oracle, no perfect sign
Just one small yes at a time
The hand that points beyond the frame
Is mine, and I can take the aim

If I call the summit possible
My lungs begin to change
The map becomes a muscle
The distance becomes a range

[Instrumental]

[Final Chorus]
I have to see it before I reach it
Name the height before I climb
I build the room inside my thinking
Then I step across the line

My ceiling isn't fixed above me
It follows what I dare to do
I make the future large enough
To let my body make it true

[Outro]
I draw the line a little higher
I leave the old one on the wall
What I believe becomes a ladder
And I am ready when I call