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Original songs about the joys and struggles of investing in relationships. Lyrics written by Mark Greenelsh. Music produced with AI-assisted tools.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Ripples of Love<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92025
<\/i>Like a skipping stone touching upon a glassy pond, a young father and his son find ways to connect as they journey life together.<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
Down a forest path they tread,<\/span>
Son’s hand in father’s pressed,<\/span>
Summer warmth upon their heads,<\/span>
Hearts together, simply blessed.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
Birdsong dances through the trees,<\/span>
They spot a deer with big brown eyes.<\/span>
Father points out mysteries\u2014<\/span>
Nature’s wonders often disguised.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Like stones that skip across the pond,<\/span>
Each touch a moment, brief but strong,<\/span>
These days won’t stay, they travel on,<\/span>
But ripples affect a lifetime long.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
Flowers and trees the father shows,<\/span>
“Stars guide you home when day is done.”<\/span>
Seeds of wisdom that he sows,<\/span>
In fertile soil of his son.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
Leaf boats race on bubbling stream,<\/span>
Laughter echoes as they go,<\/span>
By the pond they gather stones,<\/span>
Smooth and flat for a perfect throw.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
The boy tells of trouble at school<\/span>
Holding up a stone his father remarks, <\/span>
“Water makes a rough stone smooth<\/span>
Just as trials refine your heart.”<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Time flows like the water clear,<\/span>
Children grow and seasons change,<\/span>
But love, purposeful and dear,<\/span>
Echoes far beyond our days.<\/span>
Love echoes far beyond our days.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 6)<\/span>
Homeward bound on winding trail,<\/span>
Hand in hand they walk with ease,<\/span>
Stories shared will never pale,<\/span>
Special days, kissed by love’s breeze.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Like stones that skip across the pond,<\/span>
Each touch a moment, brief but strong,<\/span>
These days won’t stay, they travel on,<\/span>
But ripples affect a lifetime long.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Made for More<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92025
<\/i>\u201cIf we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.\u201d \u2014C.S. Lewis<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
In this world of fleeting treasures,<\/span>
My soul aches for your full measure,<\/span>
For a love no earth can hold,<\/span>
A longing for streets of gold.<\/span>
Your word speaks of a better place,<\/span>
Where I’ll see you face to face.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Draw me closer, Lord, I pray,<\/span>
Less of me with each new day.<\/span>
More of you, your grace, your love,<\/span>
Lift my eyes to realms above.<\/span><\/p>\n

For to live is Christ divine,<\/span>
To die is gain, your hand in mine.<\/span>
Made for more, for you alone,<\/span>
Help me know as I am known.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
Transform this heart of fragile clay,<\/span>
To mirror you in every way.<\/span>
Empower me to serve and give,<\/span>
In your strength alone to live.<\/span>
Faith replacing earthly fears,<\/span>
Your presence drying all my tears.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Nothing compares to knowing you,<\/span>
No earthly wealth or fame rings true.<\/span>
Made for more than I can see,<\/span>
More than I myself can be.<\/span>
Help me shine your light so bright,<\/span>
Make each moment for your delight.<\/span>
Help me shine your light so bright,<\/span>
Make each moment for your delight.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Come September<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/h4>\n

A teenage girl laments possibly losing a blossoming friendship with a special boy when he has to change schools.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

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(Verse 1)<\/span>
We share our books beneath the tree,<\/span>
Debate which songs are more renowned.<\/span>
You sketch while I write poetry\u2014<\/span>
Strange how two lost souls were found.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
You soothe my fears, I see your dreams,<\/span>
We laugh at jokes few others know.<\/span>
The world’s better than it seems<\/span>
When shared between two kindred souls.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
But come September you’ll be gone,<\/span>
New school halls, new faces to find.<\/span>
Will you remember me in Autumn?<\/span>
Or leave our friendship behind?<\/span>
I’m not ready to let go.<\/span>
Though distance makes the heart grow cold,<\/span>
I’ll fight to keep our embers stoked.<\/span>
Will you reach out to keep us close?<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
The library was our sacred space,<\/span>
Courtyards are where we cast pearls.<\/span>
Now I imagine your new place\u2014<\/span>
Will there be room in your world?<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
You say “we’ll text,” but do you mean it?<\/span>
Or slowly let the silence grow?<\/span>
I’d meet you anywhere between us,<\/span>
Will you make the effort to show?<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Why must you go? I need you here.<\/span>
Life’s not quite right without you near.<\/span>
I’m torn by a widening gap<\/span>
Will what we’ve built collapse?<\/span>
Please, don’t just fade away.<\/span>
Promise me we’ll be okay.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
The summer stretches long and bright,<\/span>
Each moment now feels bittersweet.<\/span>
I’m memorizing how your light<\/span>
Made loneliness feel less complete.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
When come September you’ll be gone,<\/span>
New hallways, new faces to find,<\/span>
I’ll wait for you each Saturday dawn,<\/span>
Hoping you won’t leave me behind.<\/span>
I’m not ready to let go,<\/span>
And I’ll fight the heart grown cold.<\/span>
I’ll tend our friendship’s fragile glow\u2014<\/span>
Please, help me keep us gold.<\/span>
Please, help me keep us gold.<\/span><\/p>\n

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More Room<\/span><\/b><\/span><\/h4>\n

A young woman struggles to leave her quaint childhood home in order to move to a new home once she is soon married.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

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(Verse 1)<\/span>
I’m packing up my childhood dreams,<\/span>
In cardboard boxes, neat and tight.<\/span>
The kitchen wallpaper’s faded seams<\/span>
Still smell like Sunday morning light.<\/span>
I trace the doorframe pencil marks\u2014<\/span>
How tall I grew from year to year.<\/span>
Now gathering these tender parts,<\/span>
My old bedroom disappears.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
But Papa says I’m not leaving home,<\/span>
Just building another one of my own.<\/span>
Love doesn’t choose, it multiplies,<\/span>
One heart, two houses, open skies.<\/span>
I’m not saying goodbye forever,<\/span>
Just hello to something new together.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
The porch swing creaks its lullaby,<\/span>
Where fireflies lit summer nights.<\/span>
I kissed my first love by July,<\/span>
And danced beneath Christmas lights.<\/span>
Now I’ll have a porch to share,<\/span>
With him who holds my hand so tight.<\/span>
Different stars, the same night air,<\/span>
A new swing swaying in moonlight.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
The garden gate where Mama grew<\/span>
Her roses, red and cotton white.<\/span>
I’ll plant my own in morning dew,<\/span>
And learn her secrets, hold them tight.<\/span>
This oak tree held my rope swing high,<\/span>
I’d fly and touch the clouds above.<\/span>
One day my children too will fly,<\/span>
From branches rooted deep in love.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Papa found me crying there,<\/span>
Surrounded by my yesterday.<\/span>
He brushed back strands of tangled hair,<\/span>
And this is what I heard him say:<\/span>
“Sweet girl, your heart’s not made of walls,<\/span>
It stretches wide, it doesn’t break.<\/span>
Home isn’t just these weathered halls\u2014<\/span>
It’s the people you embrace.”<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
So I’ll carry this place inside,<\/span>
The joyful times and humble grace.<\/span>
I’m not erasing, just stretched wide,<\/span>
My heart now holds a bigger space.<\/span>
This house will always be my home,<\/span>
The next one will be home as well.<\/span>
Love grows larger as we roam,<\/span>
More memories made and people held.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
‘Cause Papa says I’m not leaving home,<\/span>
Just building another one of my own.<\/span>
Love doesn’t choose, it multiplies,<\/span>
One heart, two houses, open skies.<\/span>
I’m not saying goodbye forever,<\/span>
Just hello to something new together.<\/span>
Just hello to something new together.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Discovery Lane<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92025
<\/i>A teenage boy wants to get to know a girl because she stands out in the crowd of bowlers as one who is kind, positive, intentional, and persevering.<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
Friday night at Sunrise Lanes<\/span>
Teens collide like crashing waves.<\/span>
Burgers, fries, and milkshakes flow<\/span>
My weekly place to go and grow.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
With friends I aim to beat my best<\/span>
Focused on my bowling quest.<\/span>
Life’s like this\u2014stay in your lane<\/span>
Or fall to gutters of disdain.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
But tonight my eyes keep straying<\/span>
To lane five where she is playing.<\/span>
Something in her quiet grace<\/span>
Sets her apart in this loud place.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
She’s more than just bowling<\/span>
She’s going somewhere<\/span>
Not just rolling through life<\/span>
But taking it there.<\/span>
She attends to what’s broke<\/span>
Touching lives with hope.<\/span>
I want to know her story<\/span>
And join along her journey.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
Her ball curves toward the pins<\/span>
Sometimes strikes, sometimes spins.<\/span>
But every throw, she wears a smile<\/span>
Patient with each passing try.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
When Tim slips on lane seven<\/span>
She’s the first to help him stand.<\/span>
She cheers her friends with joy<\/span>
And listens to advice employed.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 6)<\/span>
Frame by frame, her score improves<\/span>
Steady climb, determined moves.<\/span>
Not the best, but getting there<\/span>
Purpose balanced with tender care.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Our turns align like destiny.<\/span>
Our eyes lock. She’s all I see.<\/span>
Time slows amidst dancing light.<\/span>
I step back, so she can fly.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 7)<\/span>
She rolls a spare, spins with delight.<\/span>
I raise my hand in proud salute.<\/span>
Her palm meets mine, electric touch.<\/span>
In that high-five, I feel so much.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
She’s more than just bowling<\/span>
She’s going somewhere<\/span>
Not just rolling through life<\/span>
But taking it there.<\/span>
Trading in our bowling shoes<\/span>
Walking out, just us two.<\/span>
I want to know her story<\/span>
And join along her journey.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Branches Reaching<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92025
<\/i>A tender glimpse of a loving father and son whose caring roles have now reversed.<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
His hands once split the wood<\/span>
Built our home with calloused palms.<\/span>
Now I stretch his fingers out<\/span>
As he sits in quiet calm.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
The oak in our backyard<\/span>
Grew as I watched him rise<\/span>
Before the dawn each day<\/span>
Resolve behind his gentle eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
He taught me how to stand<\/span>
When life’s storms would rage and roar.<\/span>
“Be the shelter,” he would say<\/span>
“For the ones you’re living for.”<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
The greatest gift we bring<\/span>
Is love that costs us all<\/span>
Branches reaching out to give<\/span>
Even when the strong trees fall.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
I massage his stilled limbs<\/span>
He says, “Son, don’t fuss for me”<\/span>
But past his stroke I see the oak<\/span>
Who once carried all for me.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
“These moments,” I confess<\/span>
“Are treasures in my heart”<\/span>
His tears fall like autumn leaves<\/span>
As we sit here close yet apart.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Some strength isn’t measured<\/span>
By what our hands can do<\/span>
But by the love that flows between<\/span>
The old oak and the new.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 6)<\/span>
“I love you,” whispers soft<\/span>
Dad’s words now slow and slurred.<\/span>
My thumb wipes tears away<\/span>
The sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 7)<\/span>
I kiss his weathered cheek<\/span>
His eyes now slowly close.<\/span>
This oak may bend with time<\/span>
But his roots, how deep they grow.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
The greatest gift we bring<\/span>
Is love that costs us all<\/span>
Branches reaching out to give<\/span>
Even when the strong trees fall.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Just for a While<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92025
<\/i>After her grandfather passes, a grieving teenage girl knows she can’t dwell in the past, but longs to relive cherished memories just for a while.<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
Gravestone ‘neath my trembling hand<\/span>
Cold where once your warmth would be.<\/span>
Waves crash where we used to stand<\/span>
Walking, talking, you and me.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Just for a while, let me stay here<\/span>
Just for a while, in yesterday.<\/span>
The world keeps turning, I know<\/span>
But let me hold this memory<\/span>
Just for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
Remember when you brought me Blue?<\/span>
Puppy wrapped in your old coat.<\/span>
“Care for something beyond you”<\/span>
Life lessons that you wrote.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
Hands on wheel, you by my side<\/span>
Patient through my learning curves.<\/span>
“Mistakes don’t define your ride<\/span>
It’s how you handle the swerves.”<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Just for a while, let me stay here<\/span>
Just for a while, in yesterday.<\/span>
The world keeps turning, I know<\/span>
But let me hold this memory<\/span>
Just for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
Teaching you to text that day<\/span>
As you laugh at family posts.<\/span>
Trading songs on rainy days<\/span>
Our hearts spoke through the notes.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
Working the kitchen, singing along.<\/span>
Thrift stores where treasures hid.<\/span>
Helping the needy made us strong<\/span>
I aspire to love as you did.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
The concerts where you danced with me<\/span>
No care for who might see.<\/span>
You lived each moment fully<\/span>
A timeless gift you gave to me.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Just for a while, let me stay here<\/span>
Just for a while, in yesterday.<\/span>
The world keeps turning, I know<\/span>
But let me hold this memory<\/span>
Just for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Outro)<\/span>
Sunset paints the sky briefly<\/span>
As I rise to say goodbye.<\/span>
Thanks, Grandpa, for being with me<\/span>
One more time, just for a while.<\/span>
Just for a while.<\/span>
Just for a while.<\/span>
Just for a while.<\/span><\/p>\n

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When Time Grows Thin<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

To keep from drifting apart a father and son make time to invest in one another, rather than passively hoping to find time to connect.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n

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(Verse 1)<\/span>
Diverging paths a dad and son tread.<\/span>
One coming, one going, not much said.<\/span>
Growing distance taking effect<\/span>
Yet both hearts longing to connect.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Time like a river, flows deep and wide<\/span>
But love’s current can turn the tide.<\/span>
Devoted to a sacred bond shared<\/span>
They build a bridge to each other there.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
Together round a fire each week<\/span>
Phones tucked away, they began to speak.<\/span>
Flames danced bright between their souls<\/span>
Lighting fires that made them whole.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
The old shed leaned with weathered boards<\/span>
They raised their hammers in one accord<\/span>
Building on what they had before<\/span>
Creating something so much more.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Time’s a thief in worn-out shoes<\/span>
Takes things we think we’ll never lose.<\/span>
But love buys back what’s been stolen<\/span>
Mending hearts that once were broken.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
They laced their shoes and hit the trail<\/span>
Through morning mist and evening’s veil<\/span>
Remembered yesterday’s sweet grace<\/span>
While dreaming of tomorrow’s place.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Time like a river, flows deep and wide<\/span>
But love’s current can turn the tide.<\/span>
Devoted to a sacred bond shared<\/span>
They build a bridge to each other there.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
On quiet nights they’d tune and play<\/span>
Guitar and flute in harmonic sway.<\/span>
Finding rhythm, finding song<\/span>
Two different voices growing strong.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Outro)<\/span>
Though time grows thin like morning frost<\/span>
They find what never should be lost.<\/span>
Their river runs, not separate streams<\/span>
But interwoven, waking dreams.
But interwoven, waking dreams.
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Harmony<\/strong><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92024
<\/i>When your relationships are strained align with God first and let him help you straighten everything else out.<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
It’s been quite awhile, since we’ve been in tune.<\/span>
You’re the rising sun, I’m the waning moon.<\/span>
Our rhythms are clashing, like a discordant song<\/span>
Where notes are broken and tacets are long.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
In the same space, yet we’re worlds apart<\/span>
Our minds are scattered, like leaves in the park.<\/span>
I yearn for kinship, your engaging grace<\/span>
But the quiet consumes us, in this lonely place.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
You have your goals, and I have my dreams.<\/span>
Once woven together we’re splitting at the seams.<\/span>
I miss walking hand-in-hand down life’s road.<\/span>
Now we’re just going through motions, playing our roles.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
What can we do, to find our way home?<\/span>
Aligned as one, not estranged and alone.<\/span>
Life may steer us off course, but my heart’s forever here<\/span>
I’ll fight for our love, for you are so dear.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
Though we’re out of sync, and the journey is long<\/span>
I’ll love through the struggle, to rebuild our union.<\/span>
I want to be your partner, your kindred spirit again<\/span>
For there’s more to our story, chapters yet to be written.<\/span><\/p>\n

I believe in you and I am committed to us.<\/span>
I’ll work to meet your needs, to lift you up.<\/span>
Today take my hand, one with God let’s be.<\/span>
Trusting in him to compose our symphony.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Snowed In<\/b><\/span><\/span><\/h4>\n

by Mark Greenelsh \u00a92025
<\/i>Extended family members who were at odds nearing the end of a holiday rendezvous, eventually make the best of unfortunate circumstances when they get snowed in.<\/em>
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(Verse 1)<\/span>
Aunt Martha glares at Uncle Pete,<\/span>
While cousins bicker, tempers heat.<\/span>
“Tomorrow morning, I’ll be gone,”<\/span>
Each mutters as the night drags on.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 2)<\/span>
But winter had a different plan\u2014<\/span>
The snow fell thick across the land.<\/span>
Morning broke with drifts piled high,<\/span>
No one could leave, though some would try.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
We’re snowed in together, like it or not,<\/span>
The cold outside, the tension hot.<\/span>
But maybe there’s a chance to see<\/span>
That love can melt hostility.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 3)<\/span>
The power went out, complaints arose,<\/span>
As darkness added to their woes.<\/span>
They built a fire, fought stubbornly,<\/span>
Then shared blankets, reluctantly.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 4)<\/span>
Hot cocoa made with thoughtful care\u2014<\/span>
“Too hot!” “Too cold!”, murmurs aired.<\/span>
No marshmallows could be found,<\/span>
Just grumbles echoing around.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Bridge)<\/span>
Little Emma pressed her nose against the glass,<\/span>
“Look how the snowflakes dance as they pass!”<\/span>
While others saw a prison made of white,<\/span>
She found magic in the winter’s bite.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 5)<\/span>
Then Uncle Joe began his tale,<\/span>
Of blizzards past and winter’s gale.<\/span>
Each relative jumped in to say,<\/span>
“That’s not how it happened that day!”<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 6)<\/span>
Young Tommy fetched the Twister mat,<\/span>
The adults groaned, “We’re too old for that!”<\/span>
But soon they twisted, laughed, and played,<\/span>
As days of anger slowly did fade.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
We’re snowed in together, but look at us now,<\/span>
We’re bending, stretching and remembering how<\/span>
It feels to be family, to laugh and to care\u2014<\/span>
The warmth that we’re building is melting the air.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Verse 7)<\/span>
The power returned, the snow had ceased,<\/span>
They walked to dinner, hearts at peace.<\/span>
Above them stars shone crystal bright\u2014<\/span>
When hearts give way, people unite.<\/span><\/p>\n

(Chorus)<\/span>
We were snowed in together, and we survived,<\/span>
Found joy in the chaos, learned to forgive.<\/span>
Sometimes it takes a storm to see<\/span>
That love’s what makes a family.<\/span><\/p>\n

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