Candles at Noon

[ Lyrics ]

Healing doesn’t need darkness.

I used to cry in the bathroom light,
leave the door cracked, just in case you’d try.
Now I burn white sage and a sandalwood flame,
just 'cause the mood hits, not to mask the pain.
No more hiding the cracks in my voice,
no more whispering vows like bad life choices.
I let the sun hit the wax as it melts—
proof that soft things don’t need to be dealt.

You taught me stillness when I wanted sound,
so now I’m loud when I plant my ground.
Not angry—just clear, like high noon air—
I don’t need shade to handle what’s there.

Candles at noon, yeah, I light 'em for fun,
don’t need the night to be someone.
Flame in the daylight, peace in my hands,
love isn’t lost, it just changed plans.

I kept your sweater long after the cold
stopped making sense, long after it sold
the lie that you’d come back when the season turned.
Now it’s a pillow for the dog and it’s earned.
I said 'I’m fine' like a mantra, a crime,
but this silence? It’s sacred this time.
I text my mom just to tell her the view,
not because someone’s supposed to miss me too.

I don’t track your stories, I don’t dread the phone’s hum,
I just live in the house that my healing’s become.
No drama, no plot, just the hum of the AC,
and the sound of my heart syncing steady.

Candles at noon, yeah, I light 'em for fun,
don’t need the night to be someone.
Flame in the daylight, peace in my hands,
love isn’t lost, it just changed plans.

Funny how grace shows up in slow ways—
like folding the laundry, like Friday nights alone with jazz.
I don’t need a witness to know I’ve arrived,
I can mourn what I lost and still feel alive.

Candles at noon, yeah, I light 'em for joy,
don’t need no reason to be someone.
Flame in the daylight, fire in my plan,
I’m not waiting—I’m becoming a hand.

Healing doesn’t need darkness…