The Honest Mile

Five a.m., and I'm still tired
But I lace up anyway, that's the honest part

Some days I don't want to run at all
Some days my body's asking me to fall
But I show up messy, no filter, no fake
This is the honest mile I'm choosing to take

These are the honest miles, not the pretty kind
Every step's the truth I used to leave behind
Momma believes in me when I don't believe myself
Brothers keep pushing when I need the help
These are the honest miles, and I'm still here

Two kids watching how their momma moves
Not for the medal, but the proof
That honest and tired can still get it done
These are the honest miles I run

These are the honest miles, not the pretty kind
Every step's the truth I used to leave behind
Momma believes in me when I don't believe myself
Brothers keep pushing when I need the help
These are the honest miles, and I'm still hereProducer ad-lib: A X, let the flute talk
Bridge (Strong Female Voice): Nobody talks about the miles where you cry
Nobody talks about the days your legs feel like somebody else's
But I kept going. Not because it was easy. Because it was honest
And honest was enough

These are the honest miles, not the pretty kind
Every step's the truth I used to leave behind
Momma believes in me when I don't believe myself
Brothers keep pushing when I need the help
These are the honest miles, and I'm still here

The Honest Miles, that's the truth of it
The Honest Miles, and I'm proud of it