I Learned To Pour

(Slow country-blues. Sparse guitar. Weathered, intimate voice.)

Verse 1

I learned to pray, then I learned to pour

Found a little quiet I’d been looking for

It didn’t taste like trouble

It tasted like rest

Verse 2

I wasn’t trying to disappear

I just wanted the noise to clear

Every worry, every scar

Every “you are what they say you are”

Chorus

I learned to pour

To make it through

The nights I didn’t know

What else to do

I didn’t drink to be wild or free

I drank to find some peace inside of me

Verse 3

It started small, just a little relief

Something to take the edge off grief

But the line got thinner every day

Between getting by and drifting away

Pre-Chorus

Funny how the thing that holds you up

Can also fill your cup

Chorus

I learned to pour

When I was tired of being strong

Holding it together

Took too long

I didn’t drink to ruin my name

I drank to numb a little pain

Bridge

Good girl in a hard place

Tired heart, brave face

Trying not to fall apart

Shaking hand, hopeful heart

Final Chorus

I learned to pour

But I learned to stop

I learned I was more

Than what I fought

I don’t need that fire

To feel alive

I’m still here

And I survived

(soft hum, guitar fades)