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Fog lifts from the fields, thin gold; roosters bright and bold. We form a ring, breathe deep; the first note returns from the dark. Boots mark ground; hands count sure lines. Rise slow, let go; we know, we grow. Warm breath, soft steam; a ridge clears, one team; voices align; the sky widens; the song finds stride. Eyes meet and light; the day gives us a road. We rise, new light, low call, you rise, bright fields, clear skies. Again the chorus opens like a gate: rise slow, let go, and the sun writes the lane while we go, soft glow.
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(Fog lifts… slow gold…) Fog lifts from fields—thin gold. Roosters announce—bright, bold. We form a ring—breathe deep. First note returns—no sleep. Boots mark the ground—slow time. Hands count the beat—sure line. Rise slow, let go We know, we grow Rise slow, let go We know, we grow (Hush…) (breathe…) Warm breath in air—soft steam. Sun clears the ridge—one team. Voices align—sky wide. Song finds a steady stride. Eyes meet and light—hearts lift. Day gives the road—our gift. [Leader:] We rise! [Crowd:] (We rise!) [Leader:] New light! [Crowd:] (New light!) One beat, one dawn Old night, now gone Low call, you rise Bright fields, clear skies Rise slow, let go We know, we grow Rise slow, let go We know, we grow Rise slow, let go We know, we grow Rise slow, let go We know, we grow (Sun writes the lane…) (We go… soft glow…)
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