©️2026 Mamachogo Created with Suno AI Lyrics & arrangement by Mamachogo [Intro] A quiet door A tiny light They say tonight A miracle might begin A coin drops softly Into the box [Verse 1] Rows of red seats Standing like prayers A cross on one side A bodhi tree on the other Both staying silent Nothing to say Pilgrims gather Holding their hope [Pre-Chorus] No bell ringing No wind moving This place Feels like a waiting room for miracles [Chorus] No gospel coming No sermon tonight Only the clock Inside the hall The cross The bodhi tree Just standing there [Verse 2] The pilgrim next to me Stands halfway through Quiet footsteps Back to the door His empty chair Keeps the prayer Time keeps walking No one speaks [Pre-Chorus 2] The empty chair Still holds its shape As if waiting Were enough [Chorus] No gospel coming No sermon tonight Only the clock Inside the hall The cross The bodhi tree Just standing there [Interlude – Guitar Solo] (Loud distorted guitar solo Long screaming notes Echoing through the hall A blazing solo filling the silence) [Bridge] Maybe miracles Were never scheduled In the first place The coin already fell That was the prayer [Final Chorus] No gospel came No sermon tonight Only a coin Left in the hall The cross The bodhi tree Still silent
