From the recording Porch Music
I was trying to work on an Old Trees mix, and my inner creative child pitched a tent on my chest with something to say.
Lyrics
I Still Believe © 2025 Jim Bickerstaff
I threw my voice against the mountain
That faithful echo never came
Musta got lost among the millions
Like a whisper in a CAT 5 hurricane
And world grows cold and fearful
Walking into a great unknown
Yeah, a savior may be coming
Right now, we’re out here on our own
Just beyond the deepest shadows
Through a shattered looking glass
The future is unfolding
Before the dice are ever cast
And I cried the night we lost her
And I cried the next day too
But I believe we’re going to make it
Because I still believe in you