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âThe House That Held Us Togetherâ
Verse 1
Thereâs a picture on the mantle we still straighten now and then,
A reminder of the ones we lost and wonât see here again.
We learned to set an extra place even when the chair stayed bare,
âCause love donât leave a family, even when the body isnât there.
Chorus
Weâve been living through the shadows, holding on with shaking hands,
Trying to stitch our broken pieces into something that still stands.
Through the death, the love, the hard times, and the nights we couldnât breathe,
We found a way to keep on going when our hearts were on our sleeves.
And somehow this house kept standing through the stormy kind of weatherâ
âCause pain can break a family, but love can hold it all together.
Verse 2
There were nights the walls were trembling from the weight of what we felt,
Anxiety like thunder rolling in from somewhere deep we never dealt.
But someone always lit a candle, someone always said a prayer,
Not to chase away the darknessâjust to show weâre still right here.
Chorus
Weâve been living through the shadows, holding on with shaking hands,
Trying to stitch our broken pieces into something that still stands.
Through the death, the love, the hard times, and the nights we couldnât breathe,
We found a way to keep on going when our hearts were on our sleeves.
And somehow this house kept standing through the stormy kind of weatherâ
âCause pain can break a family, but love can hold it all together.
Bridge
Some days weâre strong, some days weâre barely standing,
Some days the grief comes back without a warning.
But every sunrise finds us still believing
That love is worth the weight weâre carrying.
Verse 3
Now the kids are growing older, asking questions of their own,
About the ones who left too early and the storms weâve weathered as weâve grown.
We tell them strength ainât never perfect, itâs just choosing not to fallâ
And that a family isnât fearless, but we rise through it all.
Final Chorus
Weâve been living through the shadows, holding on with shaking hands,
Trying to stitch our broken pieces into something that still stands.
Through the death, the love, the hard times, and the nights we couldnât breathe,
We found a way to keep on going when our hearts were on our sleeves.
And somehow this house kept standing through the stormy kind of weatherâ
âCause pain can break a family, but love can hold it all together.