Shattered Hymnal

歌詞

They built a cathedral from the things we couldn't say, Stained glass made of arguments and prayers that lost their way. Every pew was filled with women holding silence like a hymn, And the organ played a chord that no one taught it — but we sang. They said the ceiling was as high as we could reach, So we stood on each other's shoulders and we put our fists through it. The glass came down in colors no one ever thought to name, And every shard reflected someone finally unashamed. We are not the stained glass. We are the light behind it. We are not the cathedral. We are the fire inside it. Burning Cathedral Glass — we are the sermon no one wrote! Every voice they silenced built another octave in our throats! We didn't come to worship — we came to rewrite the hymnal! We didn't come to kneel — we came to stand so tall The steeple learned to look up! My sister sang in basements where the ceilings were too low. Her voice bent at the corners just to fit inside the room. Now I sing with ceilings made of nothing but the sky, And every note is tall enough for both of us combined. Burning Cathedral Glass — we are the hymn that shattered pretty! Every crack became a window and every window let us breathe! We didn't come for permission — we came with our own keys! We didn't come for a solo — we came as a choir And the choir set the building on fire! She sang. I screamed. She whispered. I roared. Four different volumes — same message: We were never meant to be this quiet. And quiet was never meant to be this loud. Burning Cathedral Glass — we are every voice that ever echoed off the stone! Every woman in this chorus is a century refusing to go home! The glass is on the floor and it's the most beautiful mess — Because the mess is ours! The fire is ours! The hymn is ours! And the cathedral Was always Ours! The ceiling's gone. Just sky now. Just us.