We will rise

 

Where the heart grows tender

To a vast and plaintive call

Paint the faded mantra

Child of sky and sea and song

Bringing such light into being

Sailing on every feeling gone

 

Whether we stand, whether we fall

We will rise again, to belong

Whether we stand, or whether we fall

We will rise

 

In the pink of heaven

Birds they flock in seven call

Sealing love to letter

To ensue the golden dawn

 

Whether we stand, whether we fall

We will rise again, to belong

Whether we stand, or whether we fall

We will rise

Whether we stand, or whether we fall

We will rise

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