Heels on Holy Ground

[Verse 1]
She walks in slow, head bowed beneath the weight,  
Same perfume trailing from yesterday’s escape.  
Sunlight cuts through stained glass like a blade,  
And though I sit alone, I feel the judgment she’s made.  
Those heels weren’t built for prayer or grace,  
They echo like defiance in this sacred place.  
Another week’s worn her thin and raw,  
Still chasing promises that never thaw.

[Chorus]
Oh, Heels on Holy Ground—what’s she hoping to find?  
Past the dollar bills and the hands that aren’t kind.  
She’s been selling pieces of a soul she barely owns,  
Digging through concrete for something like home.  
Can a sinner find solace in a place like this?  
Or is it just another corner for a face hope missed?

[Verse 2]
She pulls a thread from her dress, lets it fall,  
Like the stories she once believed would save it all.  
The preacher preaches, but he don’t see her eyes—  
Just lace and lipstick, another soul in disguise.  
But the hunger in her gut ain’t for lust or wine,  
It’s for something honest, something that aligns.  
These pews feel just like the streets she knows,  
Cold and hard, with nowhere left to go.

[Chorus]
Oh, Heels on Holy Ground—what’s she hoping to find?  
Past the dollar bills and the hands that aren’t kind.  
She’s been selling pieces of a soul she barely owns,  
Digging through concrete for something like home.  
Can a sinner find solace in a place like this?  
Or is it just another corner for a face hope missed?

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
She don’t need sermons or celestial light,  
Just a sliver of quiet to make things feel right.  
A whisper of grace, a dream she forgot,  
Something to rinse off the dirt she’s caught.  
Before she’s back on the pavement, swallowed by night,  
She needs something worth saving, something to fight.

[Chorus]
Oh, Heels on Holy Ground—what’s she hoping to find?  
Past the dollar bills and the hands that aren’t kind.  
She’s been selling pieces of a soul she barely owns,  
Digging through concrete for something like home.  
Can a sinner find solace in a place like this?  
Or is it just another corner for a face hope missed?

Dark indie rock, dark indie blues, dark indie folk, alternative r&b, heavy fuzz guitars, dark raw gritty male vocals