Lyrics

TITLE: “Mile Markers”

(Verse 1)
772 miles of silence
Left me talking to the rearview
You were somewhere in the static
I was stuck between truth and what I wished was true
Every road sign spelled remember
Every exit was a test
I kept driving past the wreckage
Thinking maybe love is just what’s left

(Pre-Chorus)
But ghosts don’t care how far you go
They ride shotgun when it hurts the most

(Chorus)
773 miles and I still ain’t free
Got your voice in my head like a melody
Tryna hold what’s real while it slips through my hands
'Cause love in the moment don’t come with a plan
Yeah, I made it back but I’m not the same
Tried to call it “home,” but it don’t feel safe
I’m learning that healing ain’t tied to a place
Just mile markers, pain, and grace

(Verse 2)
I said I forgave you, meant it halfway
Still unpacking all the weight
You touched my hand like it was brand new
But I flinched—some wounds just hesitate
You looked at me like I was whole
Like you didn’t see the cracks
But I see love like a mirror
And I break when it reflects back

(Pre-Chorus)
Now I’m scared to feel what’s good and warm
Like it’s just the eye inside a storm

(Chorus)
773 miles and I still ain’t free
Got your breath on my neck like a memory
Tryna love what’s here, not what’s been before
But I can’t close a wound just by locking the door
Yeah, I made it back but I’m not the same
Tried to call it “home,” but it don’t feel safe
I’m learning that healing ain’t tied to a face
Just mile markers, scars, and space

(Bridge)
Maybe love ain’t loud, maybe it’s quiet
Like a whisper over trauma when you’re brave enough to try it
Maybe home ain’t where you land
It’s who holds your trembling hands
When the past bangs on the glass
But you both still choose to stand

(Final Chorus)
773 miles and I’m finding me
Not who I was, but who I can be
Love in the moment is raw and rough
But I’m done calling fear my kind of love
I came back different, broke and rebuilt
Learning home is a choice, not a guilt
It’s not the miles, the pain, or the past I erase
It’s the grace to stay—in this time, in this place

(Outro)
Just mile markers, and what we face
If we’re brave enough to name it grace