Verse 1 How does a boy, only nine, maybe ten, Targeted by others who would sin Prepare for the people, who would circle again? With no means to defend For a boy who was nine, maybe ten. Verse 2 How does a boy, only nine, maybe ten, Ashamed and confused by the hands of grown men, Try to make sure it won’t happen again? With no means to defend For a boy who was nine, maybe ten. Chorus 9 year old boy, you were never to blame, They branded your soul with their own shame. You made it through by forgetting the pain— And their own darkness, told you your name. Verse 3 How does a boy, only nine, maybe ten, Already collapsing before it begins, Show anyone else what kept happening then? how does a boy, only nine, maybe ten, Know he wasn’t the problem—the problem was them And one day there’ll be light, but it’s dark until then… Chorus Ten year old boy, you were never to blame, They branded your soul with their own shame. You learned to survive just by hiding the pain— But none of their darkness can tell you your name. BRIDGE: You carried the silence as long as you could, Believing that darkness was stronger than good. But truth has a voice that burns through the shame— It calls to the boy and it speaks your true name. Chorus Ten year old boy, you were never to blame, They branded your soul with their own shame. You learned to survive just by hiding the pain— But none of their darkness can tell you your name. OUTRO: None of their darkness, can tell you… Your name is… Beautiful boy.