Finding your own voice on a path you didn't choose.
Words & music by Brody Bond · Written February 12, 2021
I didn't choose my way onto this path
None of us choose what hurts so bad
Forward is a trick of retrospect
Whatever got me here will get me back
Oh...
I didn't know the scars could be so cruel
If this is the narrow door, I'll still go through
I won't blame me for my defenses
And you won't shame me for my intentions
I didn't greet
The wilderness consciously
I didn't breathe
I didn't breathe
No, but I didn't receive
A spirit of worry
Without a death
There's no resurrection
I didn't see
I was me
Before this survival
And now, now I can speak
Clear and free
Even before love's arrival