Church Choir
Listen to the piano player
They tell you when to take a praise break
The alto section’s vibrato makes still earth quake
Sopranos singing so high sleeping babies wake
They step on broken dreams
Raising tired hands to the ceiling
With prayers uttered in a language
That only the spirit of God knows
Talk to hiking desire
Nurse the wounds of knees growing old
Pray for a renewed body
And knowledge that makes a weak constitution bold
They claim a war is coming
A battle for human souls
Endurance is their middle name
They’ll never fold
They have marathon goals
Listen to the piano player
They tell you when to take a praise break
The alto section ‘s vibrato makes still earth quake
Sopranos singing so high sleeping babies wake
Everyone’s just trying to get a little closer to heaven’s gate
Love always, Esha ❤
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