Fan hook. If you've ever loved a song so much you knew you weren't ready to do it justice — this song is for you.

I first heard this song over ten years ago.

I fell in love with it the second I heard it. The kind of fall where you stop talking mid-sentence and just listen. It was written by a friend of mine, and at the time, I was actually offered the chance to record it.

I said no.

Not because I didn't love it. Because I loved it too much. I knew I wasn't ready to do it justice yet. I knew the song deserved a version of me that hadn't shown up yet, and forcing it would have been worse than walking away.

Years went by. A whole life happened in between. Burnout, rebuilding, faith, the whole record you're listening to right now. And when I started this project, this song surfaced again from the back of my memory like it had been waiting.

Nobody had ever cut it.

It was still right where I left it.

This is the only song on this album I didn't write. And it might be the most full-circle moment of the whole record.