Lyrics
🎵 Title: “I Am Not Outside of History”
[Verse 1]
I used to think the past was done,
Old books, old wars, old rising suns.
That time was a tide that had rolled on past,
And we were the calm that would always last.
But the headlines flicker like fire on snow,
And something inside me starts to know—
That peace is a silence that borrowed its breath,
And history walks, it hasn’t left.
[Chorus]
I am not outside of history,
Not a watcher safe in a balcony.
I’m written down with trembling pen,
In a chapter turning once again.
What I do, what I don’t—these shape the age,
I’m a name unwritten on the page.
[Verse 2]
They said, “It’s always been this way,”
But roads are built, and roads decay.
The lines we follow, someone drew—
And someone else can draw them new.
A virus, a vote, a flood, a flame—
The world gets louder, calls your name.
This ain’t just noise—it’s consequence,
And silence too is a form of sense.
[Chorus]
I am not outside of history,
Not a shadow slipping quietly.
This moment pulls like gravity,
And lays its questions bare on me.
What I build, what I break—what I defend,
Becomes the stories children send.
[Bridge]
Some wore boots and marched in lines,
Some just baked their daily bread.
Some held signs, some just stood still,
Some wept alone for what was said.
All of them were history too—
Even those who never knew.
[Final Chorus]
I am not outside of history,
It flows like blood inside of me.
There’s no safe shore, no separate now—
We’re in the stream, and here is how:
What I love, what I fear—what I allow,
Is shaping more than just right now.
[Outro – spoken or sung gently]
So let me live with open eyes,
Not just survive, but realize:
The world is clay beneath my hand,
And I am part of where it stands.
