To My Younger Self

{"lyrics":"[intro]\noh-oh, ah—yeah, hey\n(ooh) mm-mm\n\n[verse]\nI watched you fold the map like a letter you wouldn't send\nCoffee cooled in a diner cup, you said you'd call her when you mend\nYour jacket smelled of highway rain, your hands had new lines from the wheel\nYou laughed at the radio like somebody teaching silence how to feel\nYou were a stranger in a town that didn't know your name\nWalking slow on unfamiliar streets, pretending not to be afraid\nYou traced the names on storefront glass like constellations on a chart\nEvery step a small surrender, every stop a kind of start\n\n[pre-chorus]\nYou kept your eyes on passing faces, searching for a friend (searching for a friend)\nI saw the echo of my younger days in the way you bend\nYou wore your suitcase like a promise, like a dare, like a prayer\nAnd for a moment I forgot I wasn't yours to fix or share\n\n[chorus]\nTo my younger self — keep driving, keep the brave (keep the brave)\nTo my younger self — you carry more than you can save (you can save)\nI was a stranger once, yeah, I know the bruise, the shine\nTo my younger self — you're golden and you're fine, you're fine\nTo my younger self — keep driving, keep the brave (keep the brave)\nTo my younger self — you carry more than you can save (you can save)\nI was a stranger once, yeah, I know the bruise, the shine\nTo my younger self — you're golden and you're fine, you're fine\n\n[break]\n\n[verse]\nYou said the city felt like an atlas gone soft with rain\nStreet names slipped from your tongue like songs you couldn't quite explain\nYou stood beneath a bridge and listened to the world give way\nA horn, a laugh, a hurried prayer — little truths that wouldn't stay\nThe road had taught you how to leave and how to come undone\nHow small defeats can teach you where the mornings come from\nThere was pride in how you folded things back into place\nA quiet kind of triumph written on the lines of your face\n\n[pre-chorus]\nYou said you missed the ones you left and loved the ones you'd find (loved the ones you'd find)\nI wanted to say it's all the same — the leaving and the bind\nBut words felt cheap like coins tossed in an empty well\nSo I nodded like a witness and gave the silence time to tell\n\n[chorus]\nTo my younger self — keep driving, keep the brave (keep the brave)\nTo my younger self — you carry more than you can save (you can save)\nI was a stranger once, yeah, I know the bruise, the shine\nTo my younger self — you're golden and you're fine, you're fine\nTo my younger self — keep driving, keep the brave (keep the brave)\nTo my younger self — you carry more than you can save (you can save)\nI was a stranger once, yeah, I know the bruise, the shine\nTo my younger self — you're golden and you're fine, you're fine\n\n[bridge]\nUh-huh, hey — listen\nThere is a map that isn't printed, it lives in the space between mistakes\nThere is a pride t