Carved in Alone – When Home Was Never Safe | Country Blues for Trauma & Healing

Описание: Carved in Alone is a dark country blues song by CoalHeart – written for the ones who grew up in chaos and never really felt safe at home.
If you’re an adult child of an alcoholic, a survivor of a broken home, or still carrying scars from childhood, this is your song. Country blues mental health for trauma, healing, and the lonely nights when the old memories won’t shut up.
In Carved in Alone, CoalHeart tells the story of a soul raised in dysfunction – always walking on eggshells, always bracing for the next storm. It’s about the way those lifeless scars follow you into adulthood, relationships, and the quiet moments when you finally sit alone with the truth.
This isn’t just a sad song – it’s a hand on your shoulder saying “You weren’t crazy. It really was that bad. And you’re not alone.”
If this track finds you, I hope it gives you words for the things you’ve never been able to explain.
Listen, share it with someone who gets it, and tell me in the comments which line hit you the hardest.
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LYRICS:
[Verse 1]
As a child, she watched the tears fall,
Her father's silent cries would echo through the hall.
Her heart too young to understand,
But She knew they were broken,
She knew what they'd lost.
[Chorus]
She retreated to a quiet, endless place,
Where shadows crushed the faintest trace.
A place where hope had turned to stone,
That left her cold,
and carved in alone.
[Verse 2]
City lights and strangers' faces,
Her mother danced through endless places.
Drunken whispers in the air,
Her brother scrawled his hatred there.
[Bridge] A man named Frank, a wicked smile,
She prayed her mother would return in a while.
He told his tale, She held my breath,
[spoken]
She learned to make friends with silent shadows.
[Verse 3]
She grew up fast, her sister, not her child,
She left her home, she left her cold,
Her mum's heart and soul were bought by the dark,
A shadowed life that left its mark.
[Chorus]
She retreated to a quiet, endless place,
Where shadows crushed the faintest trace.
A place where hope had turned to stone,
That left me cold,
and carved in alone.
[Verse 4]
She wandered, lost and alone.
Her mother's words still cut like knives,
Two lost souls living separate lives.
[Bridge] She wore my scars like silent chains,
Each cut a cry to numb the pain.
She drifted deeper into my mind,
Searching for peace, she couldn’t find.
[Final Chorus]
She retreated to a quiet, endless place,
Where shadows crushed the faintest trace.
A place where hope had turned to stone,
That left me cold,
and carved in alone.
[Verse 5]
her past still haunts her soul,
The truth is — she never made it through
[spoken softly]
she never made it through.

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