Lyrical Logic

The white siding is fading,
The stained glass looks a little dirty,
The steps could use a good power washing. 
That little church in the country, 
The place I felt safe, 
The place I always wanted to be, 
It's crazy how different I feel now. 

It's not that I lost my faith,
It's that I lost the ability to feel safe. 
In a place that doesn't welcome all
With people who don't love like Jesus. 
It's crazy, 
Those who claim to love him the most
Love like him the least. 

It doesn't matter who you love, 
Or what you look like, 
Or how you identify. 
You should feel safe in a seat here. 
You shouldn't want to run out crying.
It should feel like family. 
But that feeling doesn't exist there anymore. 

At least, 
That feeling doesn't exist for someone like me. 
Who loves like Jesus. 
Who welcomes all.
Who just wants to feel safe. 
Because if you aren't just like the people in that building, 
In the eyes of those people in the building,
You don't really believe.