"What if" is a waste of precious time and space
It dims the lights of this vibrant place
What if every cell in my body changed?
I am the sail, the plank
The mast that breaks and gets replaced
I am remade, repaired, reshaped
But somehow, still the same
Even after every cell in my body changed
I know my name
Wave after wave, I'm more afraid
It's been a hard year, it's been a high tide
I can make it make sense, but my body decides
I keep telling myself again and again
It's been a hard year, healing takes time
Routine test results, I'm probably fine
(I know better)
(I know better)
But it doesn't really matter
My body decides
One part at a time
I am the sail, the plank
The mast that breaks and gets replaced
I am remade, repaired, reshaped
But somehow, still the same
Even after every cell in my body changed
I know my name
I know my name
I know my name
I know
