We Are More

Out of the Cave

After all that fire, this is the quiet one. The wind came back where it was still, and one morning I stood at the shore and breathed like I meant it. The hands that used to tremble are learning how to hold. We burned, we healed, we shut the door on fear. You are more than what you were before, and that ain't the end of the story, it's where it turns.

Lyrics

Mmm…
The wind returns where it once was still,
I breathe again, and I will.
One dawn, one spark, one shore —
and I remember… we are more.

We lost the way, but kept the flame,
we spoke in storms, forgot our names.
The dust, the fire, the holy scars,
the nights we carried who we are.

The roads we walked, the hearts we tore,
still echo softly — nothing more.
But through the cracks, the light is sure,
it whispers low — we are more.

Who still stands? (We still stand.)
Who still feels? (We still feel.)
Who forgives the pain before?

We are more — than what we were before,
the silence broke, the soul restored.
We’ve burned, we’ve healed, we’ve closed the door,
to fear, to doubt — we are more.

There’s laughter now beneath the rain,
a gentle truth behind the pain.
The hands that trembled learn to hold,
the heart remembers what it told.

The sea, the wind, the open door,
the promise hums beneath the shore.
The past dissolves, the present soars,
it calls my name — we are more.

We’ve been lost and we’ve been found,
in fire, in love, on common ground.
If you can hear this, breathe once more,
it’s not the end — we are more.

We are more — than what we were before,
the night gave way, the heart restored.
We’ve burned, we’ve healed, we’ve reached the shore,
the world is new — we are more.

Mmm…
One dawn, one spark, one shore —
I remember who we’re for.
We are more.

Words and music: Romian Nazlab · A Bonfire Production