Ghost Town Heart

Used to be a wildfire, used to be alive Now I'm just a whisper, just an echo in the night People pass right through me like I'm not even there I try to speak, but all that comes out is dust and air I don't feel the highs, don't feel the lows Just a street full of memories where nothing grows I got a ghost town heart and boarded-up faith Don't know if there's anything left to save I hear You calling, but the echoes fade In this hollowed-out place where I used to pray God, You say You restore—so why do I still feel this way? I don't need another sermon, I don't need a choir I need a match to set fire to this funeral pyre I don't need another "God is good" on repeat I need to know He walks this road with me You said You're close to the brokenhearted (Psalm 34:18) Then why does it feel like I've been discarded? You said You give beauty for ashes (Isaiah 61:3) So I'm standing in the dust, waiting for it to happen You said You'd never leave, never forsake (Deuteronomy 31:6) Then step into this ghost town before it's too late I got a ghost town heart and boarded-up faith Didn't think there was anything left to save But I hear You calling, and the echoes break Through the hollowed-out place where I used to pray Maybe You restore in ways I can't see today… Maybe ruins aren't the end of the story… Maybe broken things still sing for Your glory… Maybe You're not done with me yet…