[INTRO – STEEL GUITAR WHINE, ACOUSTIC GUITAR PICKING, MID-BASS KICK THUMP] (Spoken, deep southern drawl – soft reverb) “Funny how time don’t just heal… sometimes it separates. But we ain’t meant to live divided. Not by pride. Not by silence.” [VERSE 1 – RAP, LOW SOUTHERN DRAWL – BACKED BY BANJO PLUCKS + 808 SUB BASS] I seen brothers turn strangers over silence and space, Hearts colder than the wind blowin’ through that front gate. Mama said “Don’t let the sun go down on your fight,” But we sleepin’ in anger, dreamin’ we right. Sunday used to bring us close, now it’s just screens, Chasin’ dollar signs, likes, and American dreams. But it ain’t just the phones, this been goin’ on for years, Granddad and his brother, both took pride over tears. [TEMPO CHANGE] We bury hatchets too late — right under gravestones, Then talk about love when the good Lord calls us home. We need grace, not grudges. Truth, not pride. Let’s break that chain and walk side by side. [CHORUS – SINGER, DEEP SOUTHERN VOCAL, OPEN HARMONY | STEEL GUITAR WHINES | BACKED BY DRUM FILL] 🎶 Bring me back where we belong, Faith in the fire and the will to hold on. Neighbors ain’t strangers, we’re blood in the soul, Mending the fences where the hurt took its toll. Let’s lay down the grudges and lift up the song, Back to the table where hearts still belong. Ain’t too late to right what’s been wrong… Come on home, come on home. 🎶 [VERSE 2 – RAP, RHYTHMIC FLOW – HI-HAT DOUBLE TIME KICKS IN MIDWAY] We split like rivers after heavy spring rain, But we all got roots down deep in the same pain. A call, a meal, a seat on the porch, Could spark what we lost when we drifted off course. The church bell rings but the pews sit cold, We forgot what it means to carry each other’s load. That cross ain't a decoration — it’s a bridge to mend, Not just to heaven, but to family and friend. [TEMPO CHANGE] Forgiveness ain't weakness — it’s strength from above, And unity ain’t easy, but it's built on love. We can shout politics or we can sing grace, But only one brings healing to a broken place. [CHORUS – SINGER RETURNS WITH GOSPEL-LIKE BACKING HARMONIES | STEEL GUITAR RIFF + CHORDED ORGAN SWELLS] 🎶 Bring me back where we belong, Faith in the fire and the will to hold on. Neighbors ain’t strangers, we’re blood in the soul, Mending the fences where the hurt took its toll. Let’s lay down the grudges and lift up the song, Back to the table where hearts still belong. Ain’t too late to right what’s been wrong… Come on home, come on home. 🎶 [BRIDGE – HALF-TIME GROOVE | SINGER + SPOKEN WORD COMBO | SLOW STEEL GUITAR GLIDES] (Spoken over melodic hum) “He said love your neighbor… Even if they voted different. Even if they broke your trust. Even if they never said sorry.” (Singer, soft) 🎶 We’re stronger when we walk as one… Under heaven’s rising sun… 🎶 [GUITAR SOLO - DRUM FILL] [FINAL CHORUS – FULL INSTRUMENTS, STRONG BASS, VOCAL AD-LIBS] 🎶 Bring me back where we belong, Faith in the fire and the will to hold on. Neighbors ain’t strangers, we’re blood in the soul, Mending the fences where the hurt took its toll. {[TEMPO CHANGE - VOCALS MORE DRAMATIC] Let’s lay down the grudges and lift up the song, Back to the table where hearts still belong. Ain’t too late to right what’s been wrong… Come on home, come on home. 🎶 [OUTRO – RAP FADES IN OVER LIGHT GUITAR STRUMS & STEEL GUITAR FADE-OUT] No more waiting on funerals to speak what's true, Let’s love like we’re supposed to… while there's time to.
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