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Letters I'll Never Send

Mayzon Jard

This song lives in that moment right before you pull the door open.

It’s late. The engine’s still running. Neon lights hum in the distance. You’re sitting in a parking lot, not because you’re lost—but because you’re trying to hold it together before stepping back into the world.

The story isn’t about where you are. It’s about what you’re carrying.

Bills. Regret. Hope that’s running on fumes. A faith that isn’t polished or loud—just honest. The kind of prayer that doesn’t sound pretty. The kind you whisper because yelling would break you.

The verse captures the quiet: hands on the wheel, head down, breathing slow, pretending you’re fine while asking God for just enough strength to keep going.

Then the hook hits and everything changes.

“AMEN” becomes more than a word—it becomes a chant. A heartbeat. A reminder that survival counts. That standing back up counts. That even if nothing magically fixes itself, you’re still here.

By the end of the song, the prayer isn’t about escape anymore.
It’s about courage.

Courage to open the door.
Courage to walk back inside.
Courage to believe that grace shows up anywhere—even on cracked asphalt under cold lights.

“Parking Lot Prayers” isn’t a church song.
It’s a real-life song.

And if you’ve ever sat in your car a little longer than you needed to…
This one’s yours.

Run (feat. Sugarland)

Matt Nathanson