Used to hear it clear.

The choir don’t call me anymore
Used to sing loud through that open door
Now it’s quiet when I hit the floor
The choir don’t call me anymore

Same pew, same dust in the light
Same old songs I knew by heart
Used to feel it in my chest
Now it barely starts

Missed one week, then missed a few
Said I’d come back, never do
It wasn’t anger, wasn’t doubt
Just felt different walking out

It’s not that I don’t believe
It’s just harder to feel what I used to feel

The choir don’t call me anymore
Used to sing loud through that open door
Now it’s quiet when I hit the floor
The choir don’t call me anymore

Hands don’t lift like they did before
Voice don’t carry across that floor
Not ashamed, just out of sync
Standing on the edge, I think

I still pray when nights get long
Still hum pieces of that song
Maybe faith ain’t gone at all
Maybe I just built a wall

Maybe it ain’t the choir.
Maybe it’s me.
Maybe the silence
Is where You’re reaching me.

The choir don’t call me anymore
But I still kneel here on this floor
Even if I’m not sure —
I’m still here.

Still here.