Tracing Your Scars
Track 8 of Bare
[ Lyrics ]
I trace your scars — learn your story through your skin. Moonlight on your shoulder, fingers start to roam, not like I’m exploring — more like coming home. This one on your backline, thin and silver-white, You said it caught the handlebar that summer night. Age ten, full speed down Lincoln, sky turned into ground, but you got back up, never made a sound. I kiss it slow, like a sacred page, part of your quiet, part of your stage. I never knew a body could hold whole lifetimes in the places it’s cold. You don’t hide them — you name each one, like they’re proof you survived and not just fun. I trace your scars, yeah, I hold your past, every mark a lesson, every line that lasts. I don’t see damage — I see where you’ve been, all the wars you fought before I came in. I trace your scars, and I fall deeper, love you more for the wounds you keep near. Wrist has that small ridge — kitchen knife gone wild, tried to slice mango, ended up with child. You laughed it off, but the blood ran clean, I touch it now like a prayer between. And this one near your heartbeat, stitched up, thin, car crash rain, your brother’s been to hell and back with him. You don’t talk much, but your skin speaks clear, I’m not afraid of the years, I’m drawn to them here. You unbutton silence like a well-worn coat, let me in without needing to float. No performance, no act to maintain — just your truth in the dark, no need to explain. I trace your scars, yeah, I hold your past, every mark a lesson, every line that lasts. I don’t see damage — I see where you’ve been, all the wars you fought before I came in. I trace your scars, and I fall deeper, love you more for the wounds you keep near. This one’s from when? Bike crash, age ten. And this? Puppy bite, we didn’t know. And this? Surgery. I was small. And this? You pause… I wait. Love. I trace your scars, yeah, I hold your past, every mark a lesson, every line that lasts. I don’t see damage — I see where you’ve been, all the wars you fought before I came in. I trace your scars, and I stay deeper, love you more for the life you let me in. I trace your scars… learn your story through your skin… I love all the places you’ve lived.