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Caylee Hammack

Forged In The Fire

 

Forged In The Fire

(album: If It Wasn't For You - 2020)


Ten years, twenty-seven dresses
Calico Kaleidoscope
Scraps of her story sewn together
Grandma made that suit of armor and I laid it on my bed
Just a quilt that no one noticed but I did
Just a memory, a piece of me that meant everything
Just things

When does a phoenix learn how to fly
Do I get my wings when I stop asking why
How do I start moving on and moving past
Stop holding on, looking back
When God's hellbent on making me a fighter
Forged in the fire

Three days, seven pairs of hands
It took searching for something more for me to understand
That anything and everything, even the kitchen sink
Just things

When does a phoenix learn how to fly
Do I get my wings when I stop asking why
How do I start moving on and moving past
Stop holding on, looking back
When God's hellbent on making me a fighter
Forged in the fire
Forged in the fire

Am I glass or am I iron
Will I last or will I tire
Can broken be beautiful again
Am I glass or am I iron
Will I shatter or rise higher
From the ashes I've been buried in

When does a phoenix learn how to fly
Do I get my wings when I stop asking why
How do I start moving on, moving past
Stop holding on and looking back
When God's hellbent on making me a fighter
Forged in the fire
Forged in the fire

New house, still smells like smoke
A clean slate and stories just waiting to be told

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