🎵 Title: “I Never Asked to Be Right” By Sheryl Clyde/Thunderbirds511

[Verse 1] I lit a candle on the city wall While the crowds below built towers tall They crowned a beast with a golden grin Called it gospel, called it kin I held my tongue ‘til it split with flame Whispered warnings in Jesus’ name But they mocked the storm in my eyes Said the world was fine— Said my truth was lies [Chorus] No… I never asked to be right I never prayed for this sight Let me be wrong in the warmth of the dawn Let the stars fall quiet, let the darkness be gone Let the fire die out before it spreads wide I never asked… To be right [Verse 2] I’m the child they never claimed as their own With scriptures etched in skin and bone The queer, the forgotten, the soul left behind Still clutching a lamp while the world goes blind I saw the Lamb weep over flags and thrones While preachers turned pulpits into blood and stone I cried to the sky, “Please make me a fool” But silence kept watch from the edge of the pool [Chorus] No… I never asked to be right I never begged for this fight Let me be wrong in the arms of the Light Let the children sleep without fearing the night Let the church remember what mercy was like I never asked… To be right [Bridge – gentle, breaking] If I am a ghost, then let me still sing If I’m a madwoman, crown me with wind If the visions are fire, then burn me clean But don’t let this be what it seems [Verse 3] Still I watch from the wall as the sky turns grey And the songs of the righteous are carried away But I’ll stay with the ashes and write in the dust Till justice remembers the faithful and just I’ll bleed for the ones who were never believed I’ll howl for the ones who were told to leave And if no one returns when the trumpets are blown— Then I’ll walk through the smoke And carry them home [Final Chorus – whispered, resolved] No… I never asked to be right I never asked for the night Let me be wrong in the wake of the dawn Let me be home when the world moves on Let the last be first in the end of the song I never asked… To be right [Outro – fading cello, soft harmony over wind sounds] I never asked… I never asked… I just want to go home.