Cosmic Conversations

[Verse] I met god on a Tuesday at a cafe Sun shining through the clouds all forlorn He had that look like a lost balloon Fumbling in His pockets, humming an out-of-tune [Chorus] Speak up, Lord, I said, leaning in near His words were muffled like a distant cheer Turns out He left His hearing aid behind The cosmic conversation stuck on rewind [Verse 2] Tried sign language charades and mime But the message was lost in the space-time climb He chuckled a low rumble like thunder afar Pointed at the sky then at a shooting star [Chorus] Speak up Lord I said leaning in near His words were muffled like a distant cheer Turns out He left His hearing aid behind Cosmic conversation stuck on rewind [Bridge] Maybe it was the static of the universe Or the echo of prayers yet to rehearse in that silent dialogue I felt a peace A knowing that transcended any spoken lease [Chorus] Speak up Lord I said leaning in near But His words were muffled like a distant cheer Turns out He left His hearing aid behind Cosmic conversation stuck on rewind