The obstacle becomes the path; morning breaks through mourning.
Words & music by Brody Bond · Written January 21, 2021
Coming home
Growing up
Falling in love
With a place that does not
Care if I'm happy
Bring the more
Bring the more
Bring the mo(u)rning
Everything I lost
Is everything I gained
The only thing it cost
Was new feelings of old pain
Of betrayal
Of voiceless breath
It takes a death
To find the deepest depth
Oh, oh, oh
I want more, I want more
I want more, I want more
I want more, I want more
I want mo(u)rning (to break)
The kingdom
Isn't mine
It isn't yours
So I have nothing to defend
The power
Isn't mine
It isn't yours
I am free and cannot be condemned
The glory
Isn't mine
It isn't for
The way my heart might mend
Here comes more
Here comes more
Here comes mo(u)rning
When will I know
I've done enough
I am enough
To be worthy of love?
You can't measure
What doesn't change
A steady state
The only thing you really want