Comfortable Dark · Album · Track 11
3 Aug 2026 · 5:18 · Swing · 220 plays
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The man at table nine, he asked it like a threat,
and the ballroom heard a bomb going off beneath the floor,
but I've been turning it over ever since that night,
and I don't think it's a bomb at all — I think it's a door.
'Cause "what if we're wrong" is not the end of anything,
it's the sound a mind makes when it opens up a hand,
it's the difference between holding and gripping,
it's how you love a thing you don't command.
Oh, it's a beautiful question. It's the most beautiful question.
It's the only one that ever built a bridge or healed a wound,
it's the reason for the telescope, the vaccine and the song,
it's how we found the shape of the world by admitting we were wrong.
So ask it in the morning, ask it kindly, ask it true,
of the country and the mirror and the ones who disagree —
"what if we're wrong?" my love,
oh, what a beautiful thing to be.
I don't know how it ends. I don't know if there's more.
I don't know why the light does what it does inside your eyes.
I don't know if the good outweighs the terrible at all,
and I've stopped pretending that I do, and I have never felt so alive.
'Cause certainty is a room and I lived in it for years,
with the windows painted over and the door I never tried —
and doubt is not a basement. Doubt's a window with no glass.
It's cold, it's true. But God, the view. But God, the view.
So I'll say it to my children, and I'll say it to my friends,
and I'll say it in the places where a man is meant to know:
I could be wrong about this. Tell me more. Show me where.
That's not weakness, love. That's the strongest thing I own.
So ask it in the ballroom, ask it out there in the cold,
ask it of the ones you love and ask it of your own —
"what if we're wrong?"
Oh, what a beautiful, beautiful question to be asked.
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