Lyrics

I sat where the light was stained glass gold
Hands in my lap, doing what I was told
They said “You’re forgiven” but meant “Behave”
Love felt like something I had to pay

I learned not to ask the wrong kind of pain
Hid all my doubt, baptized my shame
I prayed in the dark for someone to see
But their eyes were mirrors—just staring back at me

Sanctuary burned, but I survived
Smoke in my lungs, but I’m still alive
I thought God lived in their applause
But maybe He wept when they broke my trust

They said “modest,” but meant “erase”
Told me to smile with tears on my face
They preached of joy but modeled fear
And I wondered why God never drew near

But what if He did? What if He cried?
What if He sat there, right by my side?
What if the silence wasn’t Him gone—
But Him refusing to sing along?

Sanctuary burned, but love remained
Flickered behind the guilt and the shame
I left the building, but not the light
Maybe faith still waits beyond the fight

“You were never too much.
You were never too broken.
You were always enough.
And you were never alone.”

Sanctuary burned, but now I see
Holiness never needed a pew to breathe
And maybe—just maybe—it was never them
But something softer… calling me again