AI.A.M - Less of Me, More of Grace

Welcome to AI.A.M Music! Thank you for being here. I am grateful for every listener and supporter who helps make this possible, hope sounds and emotions will resonate with you. Thanks for listening. 🎵 Verse 1 I came in breakin’, all jagged edges, heart on fire, wearin’ old scars like trophies, walkin’ through the wire. Every room I entered felt the weight of my own storm, tryna be a statue, but my spirit stayed worn. I built walls so high, couldn’t hear my own prayers, hid my pain in the bass, in the smoke, in the stairs. But even in the dark, I could feel a small flame, whisperin’ my real name, callin’ me from the shame. Pre-Chorus Break my pride, soften my soul, teach my hands to make me whole. Less of me, and more of grace; less my name, and more Your face. Chorus Let love be where my thoughts begin, and let compassion live within. When I’m lost, be the light I chase, turn my ruin into holy grace. Less of me, and more of You, make my broken heart beat true. Let love be where my thoughts begin, and let compassion live within. Verse 2 I used to sing like pain was all I had to offer, every punchline a cry, every silence getting softer. I was drownin’ in the need to be seen, to be enough, but pride is just a prison built from fear dressed up tough. Then I met the kind of hurt that don’t need to be loud, the kind that bows its head and still stands proud. Now I’m learnin’ how to bend without losin’ my frame, how to heal without hidin’, how to light up the pain. Pre-Chorus Break my pride, soften my soul, teach my hands to make me whole. Less of me, and more of grace; less my name, and more Your face. Chorus Let love be where my thoughts begin, and let compassion live within. When I’m lost, be the light I chase, turn my ruin into holy grace. Less of me, and more of You, make my broken heart beat true. Let love be where my thoughts begin, and let compassion live within. Verse 3 So if I’m runnin’ low, let mercy be my rhythm, let forgiveness be the drum that keeps my lungs in it. I don’t need a crown if the throne is built on dust, I need a steady heart, a fire made of trust. I’ve been the villain and the victim in the same long night, but dawn still arrives with its hands full of light. And I’ll rise, not as perfect, but faithful and free, with a love so deep it can carry me. Bridge Take this bitter seed, turn it into rain, take these old stone walls, let them fall again. If I must be emptied, let it be for love, if I must be broken, make me rise above. Outro Break my pride, soften my soul, teach my hands to make me whole. Less of me, and more of grace; less my name, and more Your face. Let love be where my thoughts begin, and let compassion live within. Yeah, let compassion live within.