Chorus
Golden sun rises on my hands
Dreams of sweetness in the sand
Climbing higher, I will stand
Growing bright just like I planned
Post-Chorus
We carry on, we carry on
Seeds will awaken with the dawn
Verse 2
Ancestral wisdom in the fields
Ancient roots that never yield
Through the storms and sleepy days
I find pride in these old ways
Pre-Chorus
Broken ground and heavy rain
Lessons flourish with the pain
Though I’m tired, my hope remains
With every leaf, I stake my claim
Chorus
Golden sun rises on my hands
Dreams of sweetness in the sand
Climbing higher, I will stand
Growing bright just like I planned
Post-Chorus
We carry on, we carry on
Seeds will awaken with the dawn
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