Mmm… yeah
People talkin’, but no one’s really sayin’ a thing
Just noise on the wind, baby
It’s time we start listenin’

I walk these streets of neon sound
Where every voice is battleground
Words fly high, but hearts stay closed
Love gets lost in what we post
Somewhere silence waits in line
Beggin’ for a little time
If we breathe before replyin’
Maybe truth would stop dyin’

Listen, child, just listen
To the sound beneath your name
Listen, brother, listen
Every heartbeat sounds the same
Listen, mother, listen
To the rain upon the glass
Listen, lover, listen
Before the moment’s passed

Radio talk and silver shows
Sellin’ stories no one knows
Preachin’ fire, forgettin’ grace
Lyin’ straight to someone’s face
Every crowd wants to be heard
But no one stops to weigh a word
All this thunder in our heads
While the quiet truth lies dead

Listen, child, just listen
To the sound beneath your name
Listen, brother, listen
Every heartbeat sounds the same
Listen, sister, listen
Let your mercy be your guide
Listen, lover, listen
There’s a song you hide inside

The river doesn’t shout, it flows
Wisdom don’t scream, it grows
If you stand still long enough
The smallest word can be love

So I turn down every light
Let the dark teach me the night
Close my eyes to finally see
What this world keeps sayin’ to me
In the hush I find a chord
From the earth to the Lord
All we’ve lost can be regained
If we learn to hear again

Listen, child, just listen
To the sound beneath your name
Listen, brother, listen
Every heartbeat sounds the same
Listen, sister, listen
Let your mercy be your guide
Listen, lover, listen
There’s a song you hide inside
Listen, people, listen
Every soul’s a harmony
Listen, people, listen
That’s the truth that sets us free

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'Sunday Shoes” brings that warm, sunny-soul groove with a stroll through town with rhythm in every step. Feel-good funk, gospel light, and the kind of joy you can’t fake.

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