Found it on an idle Saturday,
I thought that was his day of rest.
Told us there was nothing to do,
just hope it ends easy and soon.
But I won’t give up on you,
Even if I’m fighting heaven’s hand.
Mystery may be the only truth;
hear the words of my old man.
He said,
Don’t stop praying.
Know that you’re not alone.
When the world ceases it’s swaying,
know that you are loved;
and when you need to see me,
Look to the stars above.
Holy man says you’ve got healing:
Put your hands upon my son.
Lord don’t forsake the willing;
not for sins his father done.
His heart still beating.
Punish me don’t take my son.
His breath was heavy.
Reminder of already known.
He said,
Don’t stop praying.
Know that you’re not alone.
When the world ceases it’s swaying,
know that you are loved.
He said,
Don’t stop praying.
Know that you’re not alone.
When the world ceases it’s swaying,
know that you are loved.
know that you are loved.
know that you are loved,
as you look to the stars above.