Lyrics

I used to wait for lightning just to feel alive,
Chasing every high that pulled me from my mind.
But the storm got quiet, and in the quiet I found
It’s the small steps, not the big ones, that turn life around.

It wasn’t sudden. It wasn’t clean.
Just tiny changes in the spaces between.
Every morning I rose, even broken and sore
Saying “be a little better than the night before.”

I learned healing isn’t loud, it’s the slow rebuild,
Where the promises you keep to yourself get fulfilled.
Where the world doesn’t change
But you finally do,

One percent at a time
Till the truth feels true.

Just one percent better, that’s all I need,
A breath, a step, a promise I keep.
No rush, no fire, no race to the end
Just a man getting closer to who he’s meant to be again.

One percent better, day by day,
Turning all my shadows into something I can face.

I’m not chasing perfection
I’m learning to mend.
I’m learning to rise,
One percent better.

Some days I fall back, yeah, I lose my place
I meet myself gently, give myself grace.
Cause growth isn’t linear, it drifts and bends,
The point is I get up and try again.

I’ve known heartbreak that shook me down to the core,
And it taught me to choose myself a little bit more.
To trust slow. To breathe deep.
To stay steady when I can’t sleep.

Now the mirror doesn’t scare me like it used to do
I see a man still flawed, but finally true
And every moment I choose who I want to become
Its another quiet victory no one can take from.

Just one percent better, that’s all I need,
A breath, a step, a promise I keep.
No rush, no fire, no race to the end
Just a man getting closer to who he’s meant to be again.

One percent better, day by day,
Turning all my shadows into something I can face.

I’m not chasing perfection
I’m learning to mend.
I’m learning to rise,

One percent better.

Maybe the smallest shifts
Are the ones that stay.
Maybe the quiet habits
Rewrite the day.

Maybe becoming
Who I’m meant to be
Isn’t giant leaps
Just consistency.

One percent better…
That’s how the broken heals,
That’s how the truth reveals,
That’s how the heart learns
What the heart truly feels.

One percent better
And I’m rising again,
Becoming the man
I always could’ve been.

No finish line,
No need to pretend

Just a life rebuilt
One percent at a time
Until the small things
Make me whole again.