inkstainsdaydreams
A Christmas song for people who don't trust Christmas songs.
Set on a snow-choked street beneath flickering neon, this piece follows the quiet places where grace tends to show up unannounced-barrooms, back pews, midnight prayers said under breath. It's a winter hymn shaped by doubt, mercy with dirty hands, and a hope that doesn't arrive polished or on time.
Written in the spirit of noir folk and barroom gospel, these lyrics linger between belief and disbelief, asking a simple question: if love knocked like this, would you let it stay?
For anyone who's ever felt more honest in the dark than in the light.