[Intro] [distant sirens, warm sub bass, dusty vinyl texture] Lord…Oh Lord... [Verse 1] You placed a quiet fire in the soul of man A hidden light the dark could never end But we traded inner truth for validation Built whole identities around admiration Now the city glows but the people feel dim Too many loud mouths, not enough looking within Everybody chasing noise, terrified of stillness Running from themselves while calling it ambition We learned how to speak But forgot how to hear Learned how to consume But forgot why we’re here Still… Beneath the concrete and confusion The conscience keeps calling through the ruins [Hook] Concrete psalms beneath the smoke Calling lost hearts back to hope Truth still lives where silence starts In the hidden chambers of the heart Concrete psalms… Echo through these neon nights Lord awaken something pure Buried underneath our lives [Verse 2] A man can own the skyline, still feel empty inside Sleep in silk every night, still nowhere to hide Another man got nothing but peace in his chest And somehow the one with less still rests the best Cause the soul doesn’t hunger for applause or control It hungers for mercy, for truth to make it whole And maybe the deepest form of being poor Is a conscience so buried it can’t feel anymore Now kindness looks weak And compassion naïve But maybe heaven only enters hearts Still willing to grieve Still… I believe the sacred never left us We just drowned it beneath distraction [Bridge] Teach us silence again Teach us inwardness Teach us how to stand before ourselves Without performance Cause Your voice was never gone Only softer than the world And truth still waits in silence For the ones who finally stop running [Final Hook] Concrete psalms beneath the haze Broken souls still learn to pray And maybe the last holy ground Lives where the conscience makes a sound Concrete psalms… Rising through the avenue And maybe heaven speaks the clearest In the quiet part of You [Outro] [deep dub echoes, distant choir harmonies] Concrete psalms… Concrete psalms…
