The story
She keeps getting up after every hard fall.
She stands in the middle of the wreckage with dust on her jeans and a grin that says she has been here before. The world keeps throwing busted fences, long nights, and second guesses at her, but she keeps moving, chin up, boots planted, daring it to try again. Then the chorus catches her on the edge of another climb.
No lyric sheet is published for this track, so this reading is drawn from its title and the sound of the record.
Lyrics
The lyric sheet for this one isn't published yet — press play and listen along.