There's a place where the sun rises
high where the skies are painted with colors that touch the eye where the air is crisp and clean, and the heart can breathe
free a place where dreams are born, and hope eternally.

But for some, that place seems far away
a distant memory, of light that shines through cracks, in a world that's worn and gray a world that whispers "you're not enough" every day.

Yet, deep within, a spark remains
a flame that flickers, but never wanes
a voice that whispers "you are more" than the chains that bind
a soul that yearns to soar, to leave the shadows behind.

So let's rise up, and shine our light
to illuminate the path, through the dark of night to guide each other, to a place of freedom and peace where love
and hope entwine, and the heart can release.