Silence @silence - 3mo
Return to sender She don’t live here anymore You can’t carve your curses On the tree where he bore My sin and shame My daddy’s vows Even Satan’s claims Couldn’t shake my savior down There’s a vacant tomb Where nobody’s found I’m riding with the Lord His every step is hallowed ground “Return to Sender” - The Quickening Project https://image.nostr.build/0ec3d39a044b911710ae3aff42d21a919f5ed11b9fc5bec2752ce6e2d2fa4abc.jpg
