[Verse] Shattered glass on the floor, no light, no sound, Just my breath and the weight of the ground. All the names I held like treasures, now they're gone, Left me here with the echoes of a war I lost. [Pre-Chorus] But in the hush, I feel a spark— Like stars that rise through the night’s dark arc. Not loud, not proud, just true and plain, A quiet grace that calls my name. [Chorus] Blessings in the dark, they don’t need a song, They find me when I’m broken, where I don’t belong. Soft like smoke, but strong like flame, I don’t need the sky to know I’m not the same. Blessings in the dark—oh, they’re real, they’re real, Even when I’m down, they're still here, still real. [Verse] No crown, no fanfare, no fan’s applause, Just this heartbeat, this quiet pause. But the air tastes clean, like first rain on stone, And something holy hums—alone, but known. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not strong, but I’m not alone, This silence has a rhythm, a healing tone. No need to speak, no need to fight, The blessings whisper—they’re soft, but they’re bright. [Chorus] Blessings in the dark, they don’t need a song, They find me when I’m broken, where I don’t belong. Soft like smoke, but strong like flame, I don’t need the sky to know I’m not the same. Blessings in the dark—oh, they’re real, they’re real, Even when I’m down, they're still here, still real. [Bridge] Maybe pain’s the door, and peace the key, Maybe loss was the path to the light I couldn’t see. I’m not fixed, I’m not cured, but I’m breathing again, With every breath, a new kind of grace I’ve been. [Chorus] Blessings in the dark, they don’t need a song, They find me when I’m broken, where I don’t belong. Soft like smoke, but strong like flame, I don’t need the sky to know I’m not the same. Blessings in the dark—oh, they’re real, they’re real, Even when I’m down, they're still here, still real. [Outro] Still here… Still real… Still blessed… In the dark.