Fix My Eyes

There's a precision to this song's construction that reveals itself slowly — what initially sounds like a straightforward anthemic build turns out to be remarkably controlled, each instrument entering with intention and earning its place. The guitar work carries a textured, slightly weathered quality, not polished smooth but deliberately lived-in. Luke Smallbone handles the verses with an introspective quietness, almost conversational, before the track opens into something wider and more communal. The central premise is about reorienting desire — about wanting the right things and letting that realignment change behavior from the inside rather than through willpower alone. It's a song about motive surgery rather than behavioral correction, which gives it unusual depth for the genre. The production lands somewhere between indie rock restraint and full worship-band release, drawing from both without fully committing to either, which gives it a reach across listening contexts. Someone would put this on at a particular kind of crossroads — a morning after a decision, or before one — when they need language for the interior reordering they're trying to describe but can't quite reach on their own. The melodic hook is deceptively simple, the kind that doesn't announce itself as memorable but quietly lodges itself in muscle memory after two listens, surfacing days later unprompted.