Verse 1
I walked through the ruins of what used to be,
Fragments of a dream staring back at me.
Plans once shining now scattered and torn,
Promises weathered, tired and worn.
But standing there in the dust of the day,
I felt something deeper begin to say—
What looked like loss, what looked like end,
Was holy ground where new things begin.
Pre-Chorus
In the quiet I heard it clear and true:
“You were made for something new.”
Chorus
So we rise from the ruins of broken dreams,
Through the fire and the in-between.
Step by step on uncertain land,
Hope still steady in these hands.
From shattered plans new paths appear,
From darkest nights the dawn draws near.
What once fell down won’t stay apart—
We’re building tomorrow, heart to heart.
Verse 2
I gathered the pieces I thought were gone,
Shards catching light of the rising sun.
What felt like failure, what felt like end,
Was soil where mercy could begin.
Every scar tells the road I’ve walked,
Every hard mile shaped the talk.
Every tear that touched the ground
Fed the seeds where hope is found.
Pre-Chorus
Through every crack the light broke through,
Showing strength I never knew.
Chorus
So we rise from the ruins of broken dreams,
Through the fire and the in-between.
Step by step on uncertain land,
Hope still steady in these hands.
From shattered plans new paths appear,
From darkest nights the dawn draws near.
What once fell down won’t stay apart—
We’re building tomorrow, heart to heart.
Bridge (Triumphant Lift)
The dream that fell was not defeat,
It cleared the ground beneath our feet.
Sometimes the storm, the fall, the flame
Is how the future calls your name.
What looked like ashes in the night
Was just the spark before the light.
Final Chorus (Anthem)
Now we rise from the ruins of broken dreams,
With steady faith in what’s unseen.
What once was lost becomes the start
Of deeper strength inside the heart.
Not the road we planned before,
But something greater stands in store.
From broken dreams we proudly start—
Building a brighter world, heart to heart.
Outro (Hopeful Resolve)
The dream may fall…
But hope still stands.
And sometimes the ruins
Are where the miracle begins.
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