[Verse] Cold streets, cold seats, we gather tight, Sunday’s shadow heavy in the fading light. Voices rough, worn like the pavement cracks, Harmony’s hustle, we bring it back. Whispers mix with the breathin’ air, Grim tales settle, thick with prayer. Each note a bullet, each line a shield, This choir’s armor, never yield. [Pre-Chorus] Feel the heartbeat underneath the strain, Every soul echoing the pain. [Chorus] Lift it up, let the fire burn, Sing it strong, no return. From the block to the steeple’s dome, This choir’s voice brings the spirit home. Lift it up, let the fire burn, Sing it strong, no return. Through the tears, through the night, Voices rise, carrying light. [Verse] Eyes worn like the worn out shoes, Life’s hard knocks recited in the blues. Sinners, saints, lost and found, We’re like a fortress on holy ground. Breath steady, tension climbs, Chasing peace in troubled times. Rhythm’s pulse, steady and true, Block funeral, this song’s for you. [Pre-Chorus] Feel the heartbeat underneath the strain, Every soul echoing the pain. [Chorus] Lift it up, let the fire burn, Sing it strong, no return. From the block to the steeple’s dome, This choir’s voice brings the spirit home. Lift it up, let the fire burn, Sing it strong, no return. Through the tears, through the night, Voices rise, carrying light. [Bridge] No silence here, can’t hold us down, Every fighter, every crown. From ashes rise, our chorus swells, In every chord, a story tells. [Chorus] Lift it up, let the fire burn, Sing it strong, no return. From the block to the steeple’s dome, This choir’s voice brings the spirit home. Lift it up, let the fire burn, Sing it strong, no return. Through the tears, through the night, Voices rise, carrying light. [Outro] Quiet now, but feel the flame, This choir’s soul will not be tame. In every heart, the music stays, Till dawn breaks on brighter days.