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Strawberry Prayers 1 by Ella

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Strawberry Prayers 1

Hip Hop

0:002:54
Lyrics
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[Verse 1]
Woke up under the heavy sky, hands sticky with berry juice,
Street corners hum with a weight, prayers tangled up in the roots.
God’s whisper in the breeze, wrapped in summer’s last light,
Strawberry fields, stained fingertips, faith mixed in the fight.
[Pre-Chorus]
Soft red juice drips on cracked fingertips,
Miracles hiding beneath the dirt and scripts.
Every bite a promise, every seed a spark,
Holding on tight when the night swallows the dark.
[Chorus]
Strawberry prayers, rising from the ground,
Sweet and raw, where my soul is found.
God’s in the flavor, God’s in the pain,
Sweetness in the struggle, sun after the rain.
Strawberry prayers, lifting me high,
Carrying hope when the well runs dry.
[Verse 2]
Sidewalks glisten, wet with yesterday’s storm,
Hands full of berries, hands worn and warm.
Faith isn’t loud, it’s in the silence between,
In the corners of a smile, in what’s felt but unseen.
[Pre-Chorus]
Soft red juice drips on cracked fingertips,
Miracles hiding beneath the dirt and scripts.
Every bite a promise, every seed a spark,
Holding on tight when the night swallows the dark.
[Chorus]
Strawberry prayers, rising from the ground,
Sweet and raw, where my soul is found.
God’s in the flavor, God’s in the pain,
Sweetness in the struggle, sun after the rain.
Strawberry prayers, lifting me high,
Carrying hope when the well runs dry.
[Bridge]
Juices stain like memories, hard to wash away,
Between the cracks of broken streets, I learn to stay.
God’s voice in the quiet, the pulse beneath the noise,
Strawberry prayers, my weapons and my joys.
[Chorus]
Strawberry prayers, rising from the ground,
Sweet and raw, where my soul is found.
God’s in the flavor, God’s in the pain,
Sweetness in the struggle, sun after the rain.
Strawberry prayers, lifting me high,
Carrying hope when the well runs dry.
[Outro]
So here I stand, fingers stained bright red,
God’s got my back, even when path feels misled.
In every bite, there’s a story to share,
Life’s bitter and sweet—my strawberry prayer.