(Rain falling, faint thunder)
Mmm... (soft humming)
Morning weighs soft on my shoulders,
Carried by the hush through trembling leaves.
Each breath feels the cool mist, unspoken—
Movements slow, patient underneath.
Rain taps gentle on the window, (hmm)
I count the moments, let the fears release.
Peace arrives, just like sunlight, finally easing deep.
From pain, I rise. (rise)
From failure, I learn. (I learn)
From struggle, I grow. (I grow)
From pain, I rise.
From the ache of my heart, I will know. (ooh)
Footprints lost in wet earth behind me,
Birdsong weaving hope into the day.
This shelter of stillness, my refuge,
I greet the thunder, let it show the way.
Weight inside my chest grows lighter—
Tides are shifting, washing doubt away.
Roots dig deeper, reaching quietly for some grace.
From pain, I rise. (softer)
From failure, I learn.
From struggle, I grow.
From pain, I rise.
Each tear is a step farther from sorrow.
(Thunder fading in, then out)
Peace isn’t quiet; it’s learning to listen—
To the hush in the hardest rain.
Mmm—
In every fall, I find rhythm,
Warm pulses guiding me again.
From pain, I rise. (rise)
From failure, I learn.
From struggle, I grow. (I grow)
From pain, I rise.
I return—soft as rain, strong as song.
(Piano motif, rain fades softly)
(Rising vocal hums)
From pain, I rise...