Stained Glass Cracks

Sunday mornings used to feel so right

Kneeling down in that golden light

Mom's hand holding mine so tight

Now I'm sitting in the dark alone

Prayers feel hollow, cold as stone

Can't find my way back home

I gave it all, I gave it all

Now I'm watching as it falls

I'm losing my religion

Trading faith for questions

Every doubt's a benediction

I'm losing my religion

And it doesn't feel like treason

Just like I've forgotten why to believe

Saw the pastor's hands weren't clean

Heard the things they didn't mean

Realized it's all a dream

That summer night beneath the stars

I felt God leave my broken heart

Now I'm driving in the dark

I gave it all, I gave it all

Now I'm watching as it falls

I'm losing my religion

Trading faith for questions

Every doubt's a benediction

I'm losing my religion

And it doesn't feel like treason

Just like I've forgotten why to believe

Maybe faith was never meant to stay

Maybe I had to walk away

Find the sacred in the grey

Find myself another way

I'm losing my religion

But I'm gaining my freedom

Every scar's a benediction

I'm losing my religion

And I'm making my own reason

Finally learning how to breathe