Naming the damage, and choosing to see what's real.
Words & music by Brody Bond · Written October 28, 2021
You don't know the wreckage that you caused
Waking in the night to escape a dream that was
Terror of the end, or that it will never end
The reign of a king I thought was a friend
I take it as a gift to discover my fear
Reveal the spark, the source, the music of the spheres
To feel the pain, you have to be alive
To be alive, you accept what you despise
You don't know the damage that you do
Is that supposed to help me forgive you
Ignorance is bliss only among fools
You don't know the damage that you do
Prophets tell the truth to everyone
We each get to decide to see what we see
Do you want to see what's real, what's undone
Or do you want to see only what you believe
There's a day coming
Soon—
It only speaks love
Only beckons peace
Only whispers hope
Only gives joy
Only gotta hold on