From the recording Hymn 22
Dedication
to my family
You are what was waiting.
A love beyond flesh, beyond memory—
Older than time, deeper than knowing.
In a world that never stops burning,
you became my sanctuary.
Where time dissolves, and only peace remains.
This hymn was born from surrender,
from prayers I didn’t know I was still whispering.
From every fire you walked through to reach me.
From every touch that felt like prophecy.
This isn’t just a song.
It’s sacred déjà vu.
It’s silk and fire in motion.
It’s worship disguised as love.
Or maybe… love disguised as worship.
May it remind you—
You are remembered.
You are home.
You are the hymn.
With all my heart,
—Shay
Lyrics
I know what’s waiting for me,
A love beyond flesh, beyond memory.
Every breath, every touch, every whispered name
Feels like Deja vu in a sacred space.
I feel good all over,
Like the first light breaking through,
Like fire and silk moving in tune.
Outside, the world is burning, but here—only peace,
No weight, no time, just you and me.
I feel good all over,
In your hands, I surrender,
Every fear undone, every prayer remembered.
Tell me what’s waiting for me,
What’s there for me,
Is this holy or forbidden?
Baby, let me see.
I feel good all over,
Like tongues of fire tracing my skin,
Like worship disguised as sin.
Say my name like a hymn in the dark,
Every sound pulling us closer to God.
Is this body, is this soul, is this fate?
Or is it all the same, just different names?
I feel good all over,
Like gravity losing its hold,
Like prophecy finally unfolding.
No distance, no limits, no need to hide,
Whatever this is, it’s been here before time.
I feel good all over,
Like rivers returning to the sea,
Like love rewriting destiny.
Tell me what’s waiting, what’s waiting,
Say it soft, say it slow,
Let me know what’s there for me,
Let me drown, let me go