Silent nights
Broken by the sounds of your, melody
Quite skies
It’s your peace and, tranquility
Acoustic wire
Burning so quietly in my ear
It’s this, guitar fire
In these moments we draw near
Music speaking to our souls
Heavenly notes makin us whole
It doesn't have to rhyme or even make sense
It's these intimate moments that
Make us friends
Simple loves
Late night runs to burrito heaven
Crazy talks
Hell on earth and tribulation
Common hearts
Rolling through life's ebb and flow
Same home
Purple mountains covered in snow
Music speaking to our souls
Heavenly notes makin us whole
It doesn't have to rhyme or even make sense
It's these intimate moments that
Make us friends
Hurting People
Bodies broken and spirits burned
Save the world
For this our hearts yearn
Slaves to sin
By His love we've been set free
One goal
Bring Him praise so all can see
Music speaking to our souls
Heavenly notes makin us whole
It doesn't have to rhyme or even make sense
It's these intimate moments that
Make us friends
Music speaking to our souls
Heavenly notes makin us whole
It doesn't have to rhyme or even make sense
It's these intimate moments that
Make us friends
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