I'm Still Standing

See these lines on my face?
They’re a map of where I’ve been
And the deeper they are traced
The deeper life has settled in
How do we survive living out our lives?
And I would not trade a line
Make it smooth and fine
Or pretend that time stands still
I want to rest my soul
Here where it can grow without fear
Another line, another year
I’m still standing here
See these marks on my skin?
They’re the lyric of my life
Every story I begin
Just means another end’s in sight
Only lovers understand — skin just covers who I am
And I would not trade a line
Make it smooth and fine
Or pretend that time stands still
I want to rest my soul
Here where it can grow without fear
Another line, another year
I’m still standing here
See these bruises? See these scars?
Heiroglyphs that tell the tale
You can read them in the dark
Through your fingertips, like Braille
And I would not trade a line
Make it smooth and fine
Or pretend that time stands still
I want to rest my soul
Here where it can grow without fear
Another line, another year
I’m still standing here
I’m still standing here
I’m still standing here