When Notre Dame burned, it wasn’t just a building we mourned, it was the loss of something we thought would last forever. This song explores the grief of sacred collapse and the enduring presence of a love that fire cannot consume.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]Pungent smoke like incense burningRose up from the spireIt lingered in the Paris skythe cathedral was on fireAlarm Bells rang like Quasimodostill lived in the towerThe faithful prayed their rosaries,And call upon God's power[Verse 2]Ashes fell like winter,cloaking every soul in griefWhile tourists stood there weepingpilgrims knelt in disbeliefSaints of stone gave way to flame,their faces turned to dustAncient beams consumed by fire,Devouring every truss[Bridge]Even the greatest of cathedralswill one day fade awayEvery temple cracks and crumblesAnd only dust remains[Verse 3 ]I mourn the walls that shaped meAnd the stones that taught me graceThe organ’s mighty breathing outthe melodies of faithNow the sky is my cathedralBut it’s still not wide enoughTo hold the sacred mysteryOf everlasting love[End]It wasn’t love we lost that dayIt wasn’t mercy, wasn’t graceNot the light that reaches sorrowOr the hope that fills the hollow spaceA thousand years can crumbleBut the God of love enduresA fire can take the raftersBut love will never burn
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