[00:19.284]Rain-streaked glass holds yesterday’s trace[00:23.301]Whispers linger in this quiet space[00:26.849]Counting shadows on the bedroom wall[00:30.695]Learning how to stand after the fall[00:34.141]But in the silence, a gentle sound[00:42.360]Broken pieces slowly mend around[00:49.750]Washing night with a softer hue[00:57.767]Breathing truth I never knew[01:12.885]Mirror shows a face I’m learning to hold[01:16.631]Letting go of stories left untold[01:20.193]Every scar a quiet, steady light[01:24.024]Walking through the ache into the bright[01:27.819]But in the silence, a gentle sound[01:36.090]Broken pieces slowly mend around[01:43.470]Washing night with a softer hue[01:51.503]Breathing truth I never knew[01:58.514]First light touches the windowpane[02:03.169]No more running through the pain[02:06.878]This quiet strength begins to grow[02:10.810]A new chapter starts to show[02:18.273]Gentle sound… softer hue…