Heaven Isn't Above
4:16 · LAIVE MUSIC MPLS · 2026-09-19
[Verse 1] Ask the silent carpenter, dream-builder of dawn, To steady your hands as you build what’s gone. Believe in the whisper, the shimmer unseen, Where faith threads the needle through matter between. [Pre-Chorus] Bury the statue, not to hide, but to plant— Hope in the soil, that cosmic chant. Trust in the rhythm of unseen design, Each grain of dust a pulse divine. [Chorus] Oh, Joseph—humble guardian of dreams, Your echo still hums in the hammer’s beams. Guide the sellers, bless the homes, In the orbit of grace, we find our own. [Verse 2] Thank the silence that answers slow, Gratitude grows where the seeds don’t show. Lift the statue to the mantle’s glow, Honor the hands that let things go. [Bridge] Share your story—how faith caught fire, How kindness tuned the karmic choir. Pray not for proof, but peace instead, Where hearts remember what the saints once said. [BRIDGE] Oh, Joseph—humble guardian of dreams, Your echo still hums in the hammer’s beams. Guide the sellers, bless the homes, In the orbit of grace, we find our own. [Outro] Heaven isn’t somewhere above, It’s the work we do in the name of love. We move, we trust, we build, we mend— In the cosmic dance that has no end.