Factory of Accidents

[Verse 1]
The night shift left the gauges blinking red
A brass bird rolled out where the gears had jammed
The order said a thousand perfect hinges
The floor was strewn with maps that had no land
I used to wrench the line until it behaved
And curse each crooked thing it made

[Pre-Chorus]
Then I let the belts run out of step
And watched the wrong parts find their place

[Chorus]
Let the crooked compass turn
Let the misshapen bells ring true
Every faultline has a doorway
Every odd piece points me through
I am not a failed design
I am still becoming new
From the factory of accidents
I’ll make a future no one drew

[Verse 2]
A paper moon came tumbling from the press
A spoon with tiny windows for the rain
I pinned them to the wall above my workbench
A catalog of things I couldn’t plan
The foreman asked me when I’d fix the system
I said, “Look what it learned to make”

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I leave a little room for chance
And keep my hands beside the wheel

[Chorus]
Let the crooked compass turn
Let the misshapen bells ring true
Every faultline has a doorway
Every odd piece points me through
I am not a failed design
I am still becoming new
From the factory of accidents
I’ll make a future no one drew

[Bridge]
Tomorrow’s mold is still warm
The doors are wide, the plans are torn
I’ll take the pieces as they fall
And build a wider room for all

[Final Chorus]
Let the crooked compass turn
Let the misshapen bells ring true
Every faultline has a doorway
Every odd piece points me through
I am not a failed design
I am still becoming new
From the factory of accidents
I’ll make a future no one drew

[Outro]
The line runs on, the doors swing wide
I meet the next mistake with open hands