When you shoot that gun
You're afraid, but I run
So is it really you
Who's running from a truce
And when I cling to love
I'm a hand, she's a glove
Do I really have it
If I have to grasp it?
So speak it, say a word
Name it, do the work
I'll sing it when it hurts
The melody can restore
I've never left—
I've never died—
I've never lost—
Crawl before you walk
Crawl before you walk
You gotta fall before you run
I've never left and not arrived
I've never died and not survived
I've never lost and not won
Crawl before you walk
You gotta fall before you run
Say what you think you have to say
Beauty leads the way
Beauty will define this
Even if we deny it
To have and to hold
Covenants grow old
We don't have to resist it
If it never existed
Words and music by Brody Bond. © Brody Bond. All rights reserved.