Seattle in my bones, ferry horns on the bay

Gray cap low, I pray for a better day

Pine tree breath, wet glass on the walk

Boots hit puddles, that’s the way I talk

Mourning in the morning, same face, different light

Carried that storm like a coat too tight

Crows on the wire, spitting out the cold

I learned pain got a pulse, but it don’t own my soul

So I step through the drizzle

Heart full of grit

Every tear on the pavement

Turns to a slip

I was down in the deep

Now I’m reaching for air

If the sky stays heavy

I’ll still meet it there

Rain on me, I rise

Rain on me, I rise

Mourning to morning

I’m alive, I’m alive

Rain on me, I rise

Rain on me, I rise

Seattle taught me

How to break then survive

Seen the docks wake up, seen the day come slow

Seen friends turn to names on a photo roll

Coffee cups cold, but the hands stay warm

Grief hit the block like a coastal storm

I kissed the hurt, then I let it pass

Watched old me sink in the mirror glass

Then I took one breath, then I took one more

Found a seed in the mud by the apartment door

So I step through the drizzle

Let it wash what stayed

Every cracked old chapter

Gets a new first page

I was down in the deep

Now I’m reaching for air

If the sky stays heavy

I’ll still meet it there

Rain on me, I rise

Rain on me, I rise

Mourning to morning

I’m alive, I’m alive

Rain on me, I rise

Rain on me, I rise

Seattle taught me

How to break then survive

And I know what I lost

Still I know what I kept

A name in my chest

And a future unkept

From the wet-black ground

Comes a green new flame

I don’t fear the storm

I can learn its name

Rain on me, I rise

Rain on me, I rise

Mourning to morning

I’m alive, I’m alive

Rain on me, I rise

Rain on me, I rise

Seattle taught me

How to break then survive