(Verse 1)
I used to write about heartbreak—
Loss, regret, and blame.
Songs soaked in could-have-beens,
And the ghosts I couldn’t name.
Tried to clean out all the clutter,
Tried to rhyme my way through pain.
But no matter how I spun it,
The lines just felt the same.
(Verse 2)
I spent nights chasing meaning,
Trying to make it real.
Staring down the stories
I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel.
Was it truth or just illusion?
Was I blind or waking up?
Then the sky split open softly,
And I finally felt enough.
(Chorus)
God don’t need no middleman
To tell me what is true.
There’s fire in the silence,
And a voice inside of you.
You can chase down every answer,
Or just learn to let it be—
Call it a crazy idea,
But the truth set me free.
(Verse 3)
Can’t explain it to a stranger,
Wouldn’t argue if you tried.
It wasn’t in a sermon—
It was quiet, deep, and wide.
No flash of holy thunder,
No preacher laying hands—
Just a whisper in the stillness
That helped me understand.
(Chorus – Repeat)
God don’t need no middleman
To tell me what is true.
There’s fire in the silence,
And a voice inside of you.
You can chase down every answer,
Or just learn to let it be—
Call it a crazy idea,
But the truth set me free.
(Bridge)
Maybe I’ve been wrong before,
But this peace don’t ask for proof.
It just lays its hand upon your chest
And says: “Here I am—your truth.”
(Final Chorus – Variation)
God don’t need no middleman
To tell me what is true.
There’s fire in the silence,
And it’s burning inside you.
You can chase down every answer,
But the stillness holds the key—
Call it a crazy idea…
But it sounds like God to me.
AndyAndrews
