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Hollowed Streets - Chill Flow Radio
Steps echo down
The hollowed streets
No choir sings
No preacher speaks
But still I feel
A sacred beat
Guiding me
Through cracked concrete
You walk when no one sees
Through shadows, doubt and needs
No summer robe of flame
Still you answer
When I name
Her broken light
Flickers low
It feels like grace
Soft and slow
No stained glass
No sacred arts
Just your warmth
Inside my heart
You walk when no one sees
Through shadows, doubt and needs
No summer robe of flame
Still you answer
When I name
I'm not alone in these retreats
You are near in hollowed streets