Verse 1 Every chair around this table Belongs to someone who stayed. Not by blood, not by name— But by choices made. We don’t match, we don’t behave, We don’t always get along. But when the night gets dangerous, This is where we’re strong. Pre-Chorus If family’s built on who remains, Then we’re rich in ways they ain’t. Chorus This is our found family carol, Sung too loud, sung too proud. To the broken, to the fearless, To the ones who stuck around. No matching sweaters, no perfect past— Just love that lasts. Verse 2 Someone’s laughing, someone’s crying, Someone’s quiet in the corner. You pull them in without a word, Like pain’s not foreign here. If the world says we don’t belong, Let it say it loud and clear. We belong right here together, Year after year. Bridge Sing it wrong, sing it true, Every note belongs to you. Final Chorus This is our found family carol, Written in scars and trust. In a city that eats the lonely alive, We refused to be dust.



