Halfway to Healing

[Verse 1]
I’ve been counting all the pages
Of the mess I used to be
Polaroids of different phases
Staring back
Accusing me
Every scar a little rumor
Every rumor felt like truth
I was living in the echo
Of a long-gone
Angry youth
[Pre-Chorus]
But the clock keeps kicking
Doesn’t ask permission
Every breath’s a chance to choose
[Chorus]
I’m halfway to healing
Still bleeding
Still breathing
Running through the wreckage of the old and the new
I’m learning to live with
The things I can’t fix yet
Letting go of what I thought I had to prove
If it takes some time
Then let it take time
I’m not who I was
And that’s alright
Halfway to healing
But I’m moving
I’m moving through
[Verse 2]
All the words I never answered
All the ones I said too loud
Played them back like broken records
Kept me buried in the ground
Then I saw my own reflection
In the eyes of those I’d hurt
Found the courage just to face them
Own the impact
Own the dirt
[Pre-Chorus]
Every “I’m so sorry”
Sounds a little shaky
But it’s honest
It’s the truth
[Chorus]
I’m halfway to healing
Still bleeding
Still breathing
Running through the wreckage of the old and the new
I’m learning to live with
The things I can’t fix yet
Letting go of what I thought I had to prove
If it takes some time
Then let it take time
I’m not who I was
And that’s alright
Halfway to healing
But I’m moving
I’m moving through
[Bridge]
Past and present pull me
Like a tug-of-war rope
But these trembling hands
Are holding onto hope
I forgive that broken version
Of the kid I used to be
Not a prison
Just a chapter
That’s behind
Not all of me (oh)
[Chorus]
I’m halfway to healing
Still bleeding
Still breathing
Running through the wreckage of the old and the new
I’m learning to live with
The things I can’t fix yet
Letting go of what I thought I had to prove
If it takes some time
Then let it take time
I’m not who I was
And that’s alright
Halfway to healing
Yeah I’m halfway to healing
But I’m moving
I’m moving through

rock, High-energy modern rock with male vocals; driving drums and crunchy rhythm guitars from the first bar, bass locked tight for forward motion. Verses sit in a tense, syncopated pocket; chorus explodes with wide open power chords and stacked gang vocals on the hook. Brief palm-muted pre-chorus drop builds pressure, bridge breaks into halftime with a soaring lead line before a final, shout-along chorus., healing