20 January 2026 - Music The House That Trauma Built

[Verse 1]
There was a house with a silence so loud
A little boy lost in a grown-up crowd
He learned how to listen through plaster and wood
And tried to be quiet, and tried to be good
But the cracks in the walls let the chaos right in
And he started to think it was under his skin
A flaw in his wiring, a fault in his code
A heavy, invisible, terrible load.

[Pre-Chorus]
When you think you’re the reason the world isn’t right
You search for the flaw in the dim, bedroom light
When you don’t have the tools and you don’t have the name
You start to believe you’re the one you must blame.

[Chorus]
It was the thing that I did to try and fix the break
A child playing surgeon with a trembling hand
And when the surgery failed, for goodness sake
I built a wall so no one could understand
It was a prayer to be whole, a secret to keep
A mistake that I buried down so very deep
And for twenty long years, the real reason was hid
The terrible, beautiful, reason I did it.

[Verse 2]
The aftermath lived in a deep, hidden place
Outside it was bright, but I’d vanished from grace
While the other kids played, I was lost and alone
My bad feelings growing and turning to stone
My trust had been broken, my friendships were gone
My childhood stolen, the price I had borne
A long, silent mission I had to descend
To guard the one secret I had to defend.

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause you think you’re the reason the world isn’t right
You search for the flaw in the dim, bedroom light
When you don’t have the tools and you don’t have the name
You start to believe you’re the one you must blame.

[Chorus]
It was the thing that I did to try and fix the break
A child playing surgeon with a trembling hand
And when the surgery failed, for goodness sake
I built a wall so no one could understand
It was a prayer to be whole, a secret to keep
A mistake that I buried down so very deep
And for twenty long years, the real reason was hid
The terrible, beautiful, reason I did it.

[Bridge]
And to stand here today, and to finally see
That the flaw he was trying to fix wasn’t in me…
It’s a truth so profound it can stop you stone cold
A story that had to wait years to be told
And the reason I share it, the reason you know
Is to help that small boy, and myself, let it go.
He was never the problem. He was never the cause.
He was just a small child, breaking under their laws.

[Outro]
And that was the thing.
A child’s desperate fix.
Now a scar that reminds me that resilience exists.
The surgeon is gone now… the wall’s coming down…
And that little boy’s safe now…
He’s safe and he’s sound.

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