Channel: Stephen

Category: Music

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Description: From my debut album “Sincerely.” Written, performed, produced, mixed, and mastered by Stephen. My album is a story of triumph, of letting go of all the uncertainty in my head and learning to walk the path of my own heart. “Sincerely” is about realizing how much better this world would be if we all loved ourselves, if we weren’t afraid of being vulnerable and honest. It doesn’t matter who’s president or what technology we invent or what extremists we destroy, the only thing I know is this: There will never be peace if we do not all love ourselves. Vinyls: merch.sincerelystephen.com Listen on Spotify: open.spotify.com/track/5lJH3o6AFW9Aig1CdRdAF1 Listen on Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/album/crossfire/1103873707?i=1103874220 -- Follow me here: Instagram: instagram.com/ithinkimcrashin Facebook: facebook.com/ithinkimcrashin Twitter: twitter.com/ithinkimcrashin Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/64N1HzkQEXvjlJBQinWeu2?si=nwIpqWcISrqFvr1QZfQbHg Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/artist/stephen/1061435836 SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/ithinkimcrashin YouTube: youtube.com/user/StephenSwartzMusic/videos?view=0&sort=dd&shelf_id=0 Read more of my musings: sincerelystephen.com -- Lyrics: He'd trade his guns for love But he's caught in the crossfire And he keeps wakin' up But it's not to the sound of birds The tyranny, the violent streets Deprived of all that we're blessed with And we can't get enough, no Heaven, if you sent us down So we can build a playground For the sinners to play as saints You'd be so proud of what we've made I hope you got some beds around 'Cause you're the only refuge now For every mother, every child, every brother That's caught in the crossfi-, that's caught in the crossfire I'd trade my luck to know Why he's caught in the crossfire And I'm here wakin' up To the sun and the sound of birds Society's anxiety Deprived of all that we're blessed with We just can't get enough, no Heaven, if you sent us down So we can build a playground For the sinners to play as saints You'd be so proud of what we've made I hope you got some beds around 'Cause you're the only refuge now For every mother, every child, every brother That's caught in the crossfi-, that's caught in the crossfire Can I trust what I'm given? When faith still needs a gun Whose ammunition justifies the wrong? And I can't see from the backseat So I'm askin' from above Can I trust what I'm given, even when it cuts? So heaven, if you sent us down So we can build a playground For the sinners to play as saints You'd be so proud of what we've made I hope you got some beds around 'Cause you're the only refuge now For every mother and every child, every brother That's caught in the crossfire That's caught in the crossfire That's caught in the crossfire Who's caught in the crossfire, baby, baby Who's caught on the cross #Stephen #Crossfire #Sincerely