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 <3