We ll set out together

The morning rises, lighting up the sky,
A new day whispers: “Go ahead, don’t stay!”
We walk through winds and through the passing time,
With pure hearts and dreams wide open today.

We used to slip through silence like a shadow’s trace,
Scaring the world with noise and troubled ways.
But now a fire burns inside our chests with grace,
We build the peace instead of empty chaos’ haze.

Good morning, world, we’re back in line again,
I’ve got my pump and tow rope—I’m right here, my friend.
I’ll pump the tires and pull you out of the mud,
So you can keep on moving, never stuck, never dull.
We’re building peace inside and spreading light around,
And every single step is faith, and work, and ground.

They didn’t understand us, stared us in the face,
In loved ones’ eyes, a cold and frozen glow.
We were the “bad ones”—that was our disgrace,
But deep inside, we knew the dawn would grow.
Now we don’t tear things down, we raise the bridges high,
Each word is truth, each gesture holds the warmth we share.
Let everyone know we’ve changed our road to climb,
To make it brighter, softer, kinder everywhere.

Good morning, world, we’re back in line again,
I’ve got my pump and tow rope—I’m right here, my friend.
I’ll pump the tires and pull you out of the mud,
So you can keep on moving, never stuck, never dull.
We’re building peace inside and spreading light around,
And every single step is faith, and work, and ground.

A sober gaze, a straight and honest way,
No hiding eyes, no searching for the easy road.
It’s not enough to just get through each day,
We want each breath to walk in step with good.
We bring the quiet where the storm once roared,
And whisper softly: “You’re not alone, hold tight.”
Our strength is just in being who we are,
And helping those who lost their path from sight.

Good morning, world, we’re back in line again,
I’ve got my pump and tow rope—I’m right here, my friend.
I’ll pump the tires and pull you out of the mud,
So you can keep on moving, never stuck, never dull.
We’re building peace inside and spreading light around,
And every single step is faith, and work, and ground.

Girls and boys, I bow to you with all my heart,
You are my sun, my quiet shining light.
May everyone feel they’re not set apart,
Even when a thousand storms are raging inside.
I’ll hug the ones who shiver in the wind,
Say: “Hold on tight, I’ll pull you through, I’m near.”
Love is an action, not just words to spin,
It’s the tow rope that holds you when you disappear.

Good morning, world, we’re back in line again,
I’ve got my pump and tow rope—I’m right here, my friend.
I’ll pump the tires and pull you out of the mud,
So you can keep on moving, never stuck, never dull.
We’re building peace inside and spreading light around,
And every single step is faith, and work, and ground.

Nameless, yet not without our names at all,
Inside each heart, a quiet temple stands.
We don’t expect rewards or praise to fall,
We just do what we can, with steady hands.
New tasks, new roads, each step a stone we lay,
A solid foundation built to last and stay.
We learned to rise above the sinking clay,
And build the bridges through every barrier’s sway.

Good morning, world, we’re back in line again,
I’ve got my pump and tow rope—I’m right here, my friend.
I’ll pump the tires and pull you out of the mud,
So you can keep on moving, never stuck, never dull.
We’re building peace inside and spreading light around,
And every single step is faith, and work, and ground.

Let the day be loud like an electric guitar,
Let the rhythm drive us forward, never slow.
We fear no pits, no blows, no scars we bear,
Because our hearts know kindness will outgrow.
Good morning, my dears, I love you all so true,
Every single one, with all I’ve got to give.
We are not chaos now, we’re light and strength anew,
And this whole world we’ll make a cleaner place to live!