It calls again
The dream we make
The neveredning story
When stars align
We’ll see the sign
The rise of morning glory
Set upon the river's flow
Set upon returning
High above and down below
And behind a curtain
You see the light
The dream that we create
Is woven by the stars, and sparks inside
From dust we come alive
And thrive toward the sun to see the light
Once again the sun is rising
From the sea of endless dark
It brings us light and hope
It brings us searing fire
It lifts us when we’re broke
But it’s fierce enough to burn your soul