Texty: Sent By Ravens. Our Graceful Words. Philadelphia.

[Verse One]
Whey cut you, the blade went deep
You thought a blanket of silence
Would strengthen your feet
Then a name came out in prophecy
Still you were terrified
That name was truth
It's truth

[Chorus]
Brother, you must find which way to go
And with grace be bold
Take your time, take your time
And with grace be bold

[Verse Two]
Despite truth, the talk was cheap
You thought a princess with purpose
Was all that you'd need
Then a name came out in prophecy
He knew that growing fire
It came from you, yes you

[Chorus]
Brother, you must find which way to go
And with grace be bold
Take your time, take your time
And with grace be bold
The clouds will come
But they're not gonna stop this love
The clouds will come

Now a hole would be something
No, I was still nothing, oh

[Chorus]
Brother, you must find which way to go
And with grace be bold
Take your time, take your time
And with grace be bold
The clouds will come
But they're not gonna stop this love
The clouds will come

(Thanks to Melanie for these lyrics)