[Verse 1]
He walked through the town with a quiet grace,
A light in his eyes that no fear could erase.
They called him a dreamer, they called him a fool,
But he carried his truth like an old farmer's tool.
[Prechorus]
And the words he spoke were seeds he’d sown,
But some folks can't stand a heart that’s grown.
[Chorus]
The candle we held didn’t burn for revenge,
It burned for the love he tried to defend.
Though they silenced his voice, his song still remains,
A hymn for the broken, the lost, and the pained.
[Verse 2]
They came in the night with fire in their hands,
Tore down his dreams like the dust on this land.
But hate couldn’t drown what his heart had begun,
A river of hope that can’t be undone.
[Prechorus]
And the tears we cried weren’t cries for war,
They watered the ground where peace could soar.
[Chorus]
The candle we held didn’t burn for revenge,
It burned for the love he tried to defend.
Though they silenced his voice, his song still remains,
A hymn for the broken, the lost, and the pained.