Sound
folk, finger picking, acoustic Guitar, Sad, super slow tempo, voice emotion close to crying, Harmonic vocals,
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
In a house that time forgot, Beth lived alone,
Her hands once strong, now brittle as stone.
Eighty-five winters, her story untold,
Her lawn grew wild, her heart grew cold.
(Pre-Chorus)
The grass reached high like a sea of despair,
Her steps grew heavy on the creaking stair.
She dreamed of a life she could no longer see,
Until kindness bloomed unexpectedly.
(Verse 2)
The weeds were a burden, the porch a trap,
Each step was a battle, each room a map.
Her world grew smaller as her strength wore thin,
But hope found its way where despair had been.
(Pre-Chorus)
A young man arrived with a humble intent,
To tidy her yard was all that he meant.
But word spread fast, and help multiplied,
That rebuilt her world as Beth softly cried.
(Chorus)
From the depths of her sorrow, hope took flight,
Strangers gave freely, hearts burning bright.
Their donations mended each creak, every broken stair,
And filled her world with love and care.
(Bridge)
Five hundred thousand, a gift so rare,
Yet more than the money, it was love in the air.
A spark of humanity, a bond so real,
That mended her heart and helped her to heal.
(Chorus)
From the roots of her sorrow, a miracle grew,
Strangers with purpose and hearts so true.
Her house became home, her fears torn apart,
By the power of love and a thousand kind hearts.
(Outro)
Now Beth sits proud where the flowers bloom,
No longer a prisoner to her home’s dark room.
Her story a song, her life now shines,
Proof that ordinary hearts can change the times.
In a house that time forgot, Beth lived alone,
Her hands once strong, now brittle as stone.
Eighty-five winters, her story untold,
Her lawn grew wild, her heart grew cold.
(Pre-Chorus)
The grass reached high like a sea of despair,
Her steps grew heavy on the creaking stair.
She dreamed of a life she could no longer see,
Until kindness bloomed unexpectedly.
(Verse 2)
The weeds were a burden, the porch a trap,
Each step was a battle, each room a map.
Her world grew smaller as her strength wore thin,
But hope found its way where despair had been.
(Pre-Chorus)
A young man arrived with a humble intent,
To tidy her yard was all that he meant.
But word spread fast, and help multiplied,
That rebuilt her world as Beth softly cried.
(Chorus)
From the depths of her sorrow, hope took flight,
Strangers gave freely, hearts burning bright.
Their donations mended each creak, every broken stair,
And filled her world with love and care.
(Bridge)
Five hundred thousand, a gift so rare,
Yet more than the money, it was love in the air.
A spark of humanity, a bond so real,
That mended her heart and helped her to heal.
(Chorus)
From the roots of her sorrow, a miracle grew,
Strangers with purpose and hearts so true.
Her house became home, her fears torn apart,
By the power of love and a thousand kind hearts.
(Outro)
Now Beth sits proud where the flowers bloom,
No longer a prisoner to her home’s dark room.
Her story a song, her life now shines,
Proof that ordinary hearts can change the times.