Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I walk in slow
Past the worn oak doors
Dust in the light
On the old floorboards
Each pew got names
Carved in tired lines
From hands that shook
Then held up signs
A Bible left
With a folded note
Ink bleed soft
On the margin wrote
"Stay for me"
Like a prayer still here
I hear the breath
Of a hundred years
[Pre-Chorus]
And the room leans back
Like it knows my name
Every empty seat
Still holds the flame
Old tears dry
But they don’t disappear
They wait in wood
And settle here
[Chorus]
After everyone went home
I heard it all
After everyone went home
The walls still call
Old pew echo
Old pew echo
It lives in me
Old pew echo
[Verse 2]
Photographs fade
By the side wall frame
Little black suits
And a bride in lace
A journaling page
With a psalm half-read
A child’s first line
In crooked red
The bell up high
Got a rusted chain
One pull said joy
One pull said rain
I trace the names
Like a map of grace
Every lost week
Found in this place
[Pre-Chorus]
And the room leans back
Like it knows my name
Every empty seat
Still holds the flame
Old tears dry
But they don’t disappear
They wait in wood
And settle here
[Chorus]
After everyone went home
I heard it all
After everyone went home
The walls still call
Old pew echo
Old pew echo
It lives in me
Old pew echo
[Bridge]
Now I stand where
Their footsteps dim
And I feel the ache
In the rafters rim
If faith can sleep
It wakes in the dark
In a cracked old bench
In a folded heart
One more breath
One more hymn
The dead ain’t gone
If we remember them
[Final Chorus]
After everyone went home
I heard it all
After everyone went home
The walls still call
Old pew echo
Old pew echo
It lives in me
Old pew echo
After everyone went home
I’m not alone
Style
cinematic church rap with slow head-nod drumslow choir padsand reverent boom-bap swing; verse walks the aisles with sparse piano and finger snapspre-chorus opens into stacked harmonies and a rising organ swellchorus lands on a chantable anchor with gang vocals and short delay throws. add vinyl crackledistant bell chimesand a reverse swell into the final hook. widedustyand cathedral-sized in the mix.rap
Prompt
Curch rap, cinematic music: walking through an old church after everyone has gone home, where every pew, photograph, journal, and bell carries the echo of someone who once sat there through history
Credits
Prompt byMagicAnthem408
GeneratedJun 20, 2026
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