This Old Bench

I wrote this as a sort of "thank you" to a specific spot back home. To anyone else, it’s just a weathered park bench, but for me, it’s been the one constant in my life. I’ve sat there through my highest highs and some pretty soul-crushing lows—it’s seen it all, just sitting there quietly while I tried to figure things out.

I wanted the lyrics to show how much this bench has endured. I’ve watched the seasons shift and countless people pass by from that seat, and it hit me that even an inanimate object can end up carrying so much weight. When I need a moment to just breathe and reflect, that’s where I go. It’s my source of solace, and I wanted to capture that feeling of a "silent witness" that’s always waiting for me.

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