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Friends On The Roof

[Verse 1] House was packed, no room to breathe Dust and doctrine up their sleeves Front door blocked by holy pride Preachers guardin’ what’s inside Four rough hands and a broken man More faith than a building could stand Didn’t ask for a seat or proof Just climbed up high and tore the roof [Chorus] Worried friends on the roof that day Faith don’t wait for a clear-cut way If love’s gotta hammer through cedar and stone We’ll shake the rafters ‘til mercy comes home What are you guardin’—comfort or souls? Reputation? Silver and gold? If it don’t cost you, it ain’t the truth Sometimes you gotta tear up the roof [Verse 2] Dust fell down on sacred ground Gasps and judgment all around But Yeshua looked past splintered beams Saw belief in desperate dreams He said, “Son, your sins are gone.” That’s when the murmurs started strong But heaven smiled through sawdust air When faith came crashin’ through despair [Chorus] Worried friends on the roof that day Faith don’t bow to fear or delay If the crowd says “Wait your turn” We’ll light the shingles and let ‘em burn Who are you protectin’—walls or grace? Rules and pride or a broken face? If your faith stays safe and aloof It’ll never climb up on that roof [Bridge] Be somebody’s corner, carry the weight Break the ceiling of indifference and hate We all know a soul laid flat By guilt, by shame, by where they’re at Every miracle leaves a scar Somebody’s gotta patch the tar Kingdom grows when structures fall When love don’t mind wreckin’ a wall God don’t live where nothing breaks He moves where bold belief awakes Don’t wait for doors to open wide Climb up top—let faith decide [Verse 3] Crowd still thick, world still loud Religion stiff, compassion bowed But the Master’s eyes still search the street For reckless hearts and dusty feet He ain’t lookin’ for polished proof He’s watchin’ who’ll get on that roof Rather be a vandal for grace Than a quiet saint who knows his place [Final Chorus (Big, gritty)] Worried friends on the roof that day Faith’s got splinters but it’s right If love’s illegal, we plead that way Tear it open—make a way What are you guardin’? What’s your excuse? Your little kingdom or heaven’s use? If it don’t shake you, it ain’t the truth— Brother, climb… And tear up the roof.