Chapel Cry

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"Chapel Cry" the story of a man too bruised for pews, too lost for robes, but still searching for peace in the silence of night. It's not a hymn. It's not a prayer. It's something in between. A voice outside the chapel, still learnin’ how to pray.

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
I walk past the chapel, don’t go inside,
‘Cause I ain’t the kind the pews let slide.
Stained glass don’t shine for names like mine,
And I’ve heard more sermons from a bottle of rye.

But I still talk to the night sometimes,
When the smoke clears out and the wind feels kind.
Ain’t never been clean, never worn white—
But I’ve begged like hell in the middle of night.

[Chorus]
So if you hear voices in the chapel cry,
Don’t be shocked if one of ‘em sounds like mine.
I ain’t on my knees, ain’t singin’ no hymn,
But I’m talkin’ to someone
Who might still let me in.
And if heaven’s got room for the lost and ashamed,
I’ll be sittin’ in the back
Just whisperin’ my name.

[Verse 2]
Preacher shook my hand, said “Son, come home,”
But home’s a word that don’t fit my bones.
I’ve done wrong with a steady hand,
Built walls where love should’ve made me stand.

I’ve broken hearts I didn’t mean to break,
Burned down bridges I still ache to take.
And if grace is real, it sure runs deep—
‘Cause I’ve buried more than I meant to keep.

[Chorus]
So if you hear voices in the chapel cry,
Don’t judge the man with the bloodshot eyes.
I don’t ask for peace, don’t beg for light,
But I ask to be heard
When I talk to the night.
And if mercy don’t mind where a man has been,
Maybe it’ll meet me
Right here again.

[Bridge]
I don’t need robes or a choir song—
Just a moment of quiet
Where I still belong.
‘Cause even a sinner
Can cry out true—
When no one’s watchin’
But the moon.

[Final Chorus]
So if you hear voices in the chapel cry,
And one sounds cracked like it’s tryin’ to die—
Just know it’s a man who’s still holdin’ on,
To a hope that the hurt
Don’t last too long.
If heaven hears the ones who stray,
I’ll be outside
Still learnin’ how to pray.

[Outro]
Yeah…
Still learnin’
How to pray.