when heavn knocks

That hits deep, and it’s a heavy, honest truth. It’s that painful realization that people often take presence for granted, only waking up when the clock runs out and the finality sets in. Here is a full verse and hook built around that exact theme, keeping that soulful, reflective rap flow: ### **[Hook]** Nobody pays attention till the doorstep rings, Till heaven knocks the door and takes away their wings. They ignore the living words, never care to see, Now they cry at sad goodbyes that were bound to be. Left a seat at the table, now it’s way too late, They only notice love when it’s sealed by fate. ### **[Verse]** I watch 'em scroll past the calls, ignore the simple checking in, Acting like tomorrow is a given, not a miracle within. We take the voices for granted, the laughs in the room, Until the sunlight fades and leaves a shadow of gloom. Why does somebody have to leave for you to see their worth? Why we gotta wait for quiet flowers in the earth? They wanna show up for the closure, stand around and cry, Maybe tune into the tragedy, maybe not even try. It’s crazy how a heart can be invisible alive, While it’s fightin' through the noise just to make it and survive. Don’t wait until the quiet is the only sound that’s left, 'Cause a goodbye said too late just feels like a theft. ### **[Outro]** Yeah... pay attention while they're here. Don't wait for heaven to knock. Give 'em their flowers today.