Lyrics

[Verse 1]
There's a house on Hollow Hill where the flag don’t fly no more
They nailed it to the courtroom wall, then padlocked every door
They carved out all the maps so the voices couldn’t speak
Then crowned a fool with plastic gold and kissed him on the cheek

[Verse 2]
They built a throne of broken rules, and called it by God’s name
Appointed jesters to the courts, and saints to shoulder blame
They said the poor must earn their bread, but the bankers earned their sin
And the shepherds bless the wolves now—just don’t ask where they’ve been

[Chorus]
But I still hear the old church bell
Under dust and lies, it fell
They buried truth beneath a show
But seeds still sprout where wild winds blow
And mercy grows in cracks so wide
It splits the stones the rich can’t hide

[Verse 3]
Mama read her Bible by the porch light every night
Said, “The meek shall shake the mountains if their hearts are full of light”
She warned me, “Child, beware the cross when it’s painted red and gold—
The Christ they preach is hard to find beneath the wealth they hold”

Verse 4 – Revised]
They sell the fear in holy tones through wires and silver screens
While nurses beg for bandages, they fund the cruelest dreams
They gut the schools to sell control, they rewrite science books
Now truth is bent like weathered steel in hands of polished crooks

[Bridge – spoken or sung low]
And somewhere down the county road, a mother prays for rain
While men in suits draw district lines and swear they feel her pain
But you can't drink from poisoned wells or vote through shuttered halls
And power built on fear and lies will crumble when truth calls

[Final Chorus]
But I still hear the old church bell
Beneath the silence, clear as hell
You can mock the song, erase the names
But righteous winds still fan the flames
And when the night forgets its fear
That house on Hollow Hill will hear

[Outro – softly repeated]
That mercy grows in cracks so wide
It splits the stones the rich can’t hide