“Gravity in My Bones” is the collision moment of Eden. If “Awake in the World” introduced sensation, this number introduces consequence. Adam no longer observes existence. He collides with it.
Verse one establishes physical law through experience. “Hit the ground hard, feel it answer me back.” Adam is not philosophizing. He is discovering that every action meets resistance. The world responds. Nothing drifts. Nothing floats. Every lean meets structure
Hit the ground hard, feel it answer me back,
Like the floor’s got a memory, keeps me on track.
Every lean meets resistance, every breath meets a wall,
I don’t move through the world, I collide when I fall.
Feet learn truth when they land too fast,
No glide, no mercy, no future, no past.
I don’t float, I don’t fade, I don’t slide out of view,
Every rule shows up the moment I try to move.
There’s a pull I can’t see but it knows my face,
Every step costs time, every move costs space.
If I run, it runs with me,
If I stop, the world keeps time for me.
There’s gravity in my bones,
Every motion makes a sound.
I don’t rise without coming down,
I don’t move without the ground.
There’s gravity in my bones,
Every breath is weighed and found.
I don’t speak without being heard,
I don’t move without making sound.
Step meets ground.
Ground replies.Force decides.
Fall is honest.
Lift is earned.
Every motion gets returned.
Nothing floats.
Nothing flies.
Law is written in the rise.
Step.
Weight.
Hold.
Push the edge, feel it push me back,
Like the world’s got limits etched in black.
Every echo comes delayed but clear,
Like the past is learning how to hear.
Hands meet pressure, knees meet truth,
Every motion costs something new.
I don’t know why but I know the price,
Every step draws a line in time.
You are held.
You are known.
There’s a rule written under my skin,
I don’t break it, it breaks me in.
If I fall, I feel it all,
If I stand, it’s because I didn’t fall.
There’s gravity in my bones,
Every step makes it real.
I don’t touch without being touched,
I don’t feel without the feel.
There’s gravity in my bones,I’m learning what I weigh.
I don’t move the world around,
The world moves me this way.
Breath in my chest like a drum going frantic,
Pulse in the floor turning movement to static,
Step after step, every second’s elastic,
Snap back force like the laws are emphatic.
Try to outrun it, it circles and traps it,
Mass meets motion, no mercy, just math in it,
Body’s a question, the answer’s kinetic,
Weight is the truth and it never forgets it.
Jump and I drop, shout and it answers,
Sound hits the wall and the wall hits me back first,
Nothing escapes it, no ghosting, no passing,
I’m here in the now and the now keeps collapsing.
If I jump, the sky won’t keep me,
If I shout, the space repeats me.
I don’t vanish when I leave,
I leave myself in everything.
Stand.
Fall.
Sound.
There’s gravity in my bones,
I feel it pull me home.
Every breath draws me down,
Every step says you are not alone.
