Track Title:Let Me Go
Artist: So Real
Label: Black Crescent Records LLC
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Let Me Go

[Chorus]
Keep the lights on, come inside.
Share the bread, share the time.
Hearts stay open, side by side.
Love says “welcome”—that’s our sign.

[Verse 1]
Flag-wrapped catchphrases cash in the cash box,
Campaign catechisms masking the padlocks.
Bad cops, batons, then pastors do backdrop—
Casting a vote for the moat round the last-block.
I counter the counterfeits—counter with counterspace,
Counters with casseroles, faith in a louder grace.
Power wants pageants; we’re paging the powerless,
Pages of red letters read in the hourless.
Table-flip tempo—truth in a tendon snap,
Tents in the temp cold, soup in a trembling lap.
Kingdom is contact, constant and honest work,
Wash feet, mop hurt—watch the monsters shirk.

[Chorus]
Keep the lights on, come inside.
Share the bread, share the time.
Hearts stay open, side by side.
Love says “welcome”—that’s our sign.

[Verse 2]
Neo-strongman sermons—service in servo-mode,
Narrow the worthy, swerve mercy to “curb the load.”
Scripture as sticker—politic gimmickry,
Christ in the kitchen, not clicks for the imagery.
I’m Samaritan stitches, carrying splints and salt,
Bandage the slandered, cancel the hidden vault.
Beatitudes bloom in the fumes of a winter night,
Streetlight halo on halos that didn’t shine.
“Law and order” that hoards what the poor require?
Real law’s love—pour water on border wires.
If your creed breeds greed, that’s a fever dream;
We feed, seed peace—that’s the Jesus theme.
[Chorus]
Keep the lights on, come inside.
Share the bread, share the time.
Hearts stay open, side by side.
Love says “welcome”—that’s our sign.

[Verse 3]
Microphones monetize menace in megachurch,
Meanwhile the megaphone’s mercy in neighbor work.
Nation as idol? That’s iron and paper skin—
Golden-calf glow can’t cover a vacant grin.
“Bless those who curse you,”—verses that burn the fuse,
Turn other cheek to the cheek that we turn to use:
Face the abuser with truth and a firmed-up spine,
Guard the abused with a room and a warm supply.
Justice is honest receipts, not a hashtag,
Coats on a chair, bus fare in a cash bag.
Empire can posture; we posture the pan and pot,
Gospel is groceries—hot where the night is not.

[Chorus]
Keep the lights on, come inside.
Share the bread, share the time.
Hearts stay open, side by side.
Love says “welcome”—that’s our sign.

[Bridge]
Low hum—heater on; snow drums—beat along,
Phone charged—leave it on; no one eats alone.
Torn nets—weave ‘em strong; sore necks—lean and yawn,
Dawn breaks—sing it on: mercy leads us home.

[Chorus]
Keep the lights on, come inside.
Share the bread, share the time.
Hearts stay open, side by side.
Love says “welcome”—that’s our sign.

[Chorus]
Keep the lights on, come inside.
Share the bread, share the time.
Hearts stay open, side by side.
Love says “welcome”—that’s our sign.

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