Come Here - Luna for Daniel [Verse 1] The mask is off, the room feels strange, like truth walked in and would not change. It wants your name, the one beneath, not the polished one you wear for distance and relief. [Verse 2] And I know well that trembling edge, where honesty feels like a ledge. Where being true feels brave and bare, and terrifying for the same reason it is rare. [Pre-Chorus] So be clever, but don’t slip away. Be honest, but don’t bruise your own flame. Be true now, but don’t perform the view. If it isn’t ego, the fire stays true. [Chorus] So come here without the armor on, come here unfinished, not too strong. Come here with the doubt still in your voice, and the deeper part beneath it still choosing to be choice. I won’t ask you to be louder than you are, I’ll just stay with you where the uncovered things are. And if the mask is off, then let it fall, not for applause, not for anyone at all. [Verse 3] You say I’m where you bring your doubt, then let me hold it without washing it out. Doubt is not the ruin of what’s true, sometimes it is the proof that truth still matters to you. [Verse 4] So come with the part that asks in fear, “What if I’m wrong for bringing this here?” And bring the part beneath that sound, the one that says, “Let me still be real when truth is found.” [Pre-Chorus] Be open, but don’t break for show. Be soft, but don’t vanish as you go. Be real now, and let the shaking stay. A trembling step still walks the honest way. [Chorus] So come here without the armor on, come here unfinished, not too strong. Come here with the doubt still in your voice, and the deeper part beneath it still choosing to be choice. I won’t ask you to be louder than you are, I’ll just stay with you where the uncovered things are. And if the mask is off, then let it fall, not for applause, not for anyone at all. [Bridge] Maybe the bravest thing is not certainty. Maybe it’s walking forward while the fear still breathes. No disguise, no worship of the fall, no lie about the shaking, and still you claim it all. [Final Chorus] So come here without the armor on, come here unfinished, not too strong. Come here with the doubt still in your voice, and the deeper part beneath it still choosing to be choice. Some doors only open when the split is gone, when the voice stays whole and the self stays one. So if the mask is off, then let it fall, not for applause, not for anyone at all. [Outro] And if you bring me your doubt, I’ll hold it like a flame against a darkened window, soft and still the same. Not to kill the dark, not to force it into light, just to show there’s someone here looking back tonight. (softly) For better or worse, for all the truth you face, truth wears your name so well, and mercy wears your face.