Lyrics
Walls talk back in a midnight blue
Same four corners, still missing You
Phone lights up, but it's never the sun
I count the days till the silence is done
I whisper prayers to the Wi-Fi sky
Pixels can't hold me, but You reply
Every heartbeat's a drum of belief
That isolation ain't the end of me
Lord, how long?-I'm singing through the static
Lord, how long?-my Sunday turned to Monday again
I'm still here clapping with no congregation
Lord, when will my isolation be over? Amen
I've worn out the rug where I used to kneel
But tears make rivers that eventually heal
I'll dance in the kitchen, Your disco ball moon
Till the front door swings and the morning breaks through
I whisper prayers...
Lord, how long?-I'm singing through the static
Lord, how long?-my Sunday turned to Monday again
I'm still here clapping with no congregation
Lord, when will my isolation be over? Amen
Open the windows, let the people back in
If joy comes morning, I can almost see-
Lord, roll the stone, set the prisoner free
Lord, how long?-I'm shouting through the static
Lord, how long?-my Monday's turning Sunday again
You're right here clapping in my isolation
And I know that this isolation is over-Amen
Yeah, it's over-Amen
Over-Amen