Ears Like Churches

🎼 Title: “Ears Like Churches”

Performed by: Miles Decourcy

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A song about the sacred act of listening, and the creature who hears your truth before you do.

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[Verse 1]

She don’t flinch at thunder—she tunes to the breeze,

Knows if your pulse stumbles or your memory flees.

Not much for fetch, won’t beg or plead—

But she knows when you want love… and what you need.

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[Verse 2]

You lit the lamp, she stayed in the dark,

Where your breath betrays what leaves no mark.

A soft exhale, a shifted weight—

She reads the pages you don’t translate.

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[Chorus]

Ears like churches—quiet and grand.

She hears the sermon no one planned.

Each beat, each hush, each silent shove—

She knows if you fear the weight of the earth or love.

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[Verse 3]

You once were certain—then you met her gaze,

Now you walk slower through your noisy days.

You used to talk, now you just stand—

She’s already holding your trembling hand.

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There’s no command for what she gives,

No trick or task—just how she lives.

A bell that rings for those who stay—

To hear their own heart give them away.

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[Final Chorus]

Ears like churches—faithful, wise.

They echo long after the moment dies.

She won’t explain, won’t chase or bark—

But she heard you cracking in the dark.