[female
vocals] (
Gentle
acoustic
guitar
strumming,
soft
ambient
morning
birds
chirping)
The
sun
climbs
higher,
touching
the
fields
of
home.
A
new
day
breaks,
a
promise
kept
in
stone.
Five
years
have
turned
upon
the
golden
wheel,
A
steady
hand
to
heal
what
time
must
feel.
The
roads
are
paved
where
dust
once
blocked
the
way,
A
testament
to
words
that
came
to
stay.
We
watched
the
pillars
rise
above
the
plain,
Beneath
the
soft
descent
of
summer
rain.
The
blueprints
held
in
BALLY's
steady
grip,
Ensuring
that
the
vessel
would
not
slip.
A
new
dawn
rises,
painting
every
wall,
We
stand
together,
standing
proud
and
tall.
Five
years
of
labor,
five
years
of
the
light,
We
turn
the
page
and
walk
into
the
night.
A
new
dawn
rises,
clear
for
all
to
see,
The
fruit
of
patience
for
you
and
for
me.
The
markets
hum
with
music
in
the
air,
A
quiet
calm
that
settles
everywhere.
From
classroom
walls
to
clinics
by
the
gate,
The
tide
has
shifted,
balancing
the
fate.
No
longer
searching
for
the
phantom
dream,
We
drink
the
water
from
a
clearer
stream.
The
foundations
solid,
set
within
the
earth,
Giving
our
shared
vision
a
second
birth.
A
new
dawn
rises,
painting
every
wall,
We
stand
together,
standing
proud
and
tall.
Five
years
of
labor,
five
years
of
the
light,
We
turn
the
page
and
walk
into
the
night.
A
new
dawn
rises,
clear
for
all
to
see,
The
fruit
of
patience
for
you
and
for
me.
It
wasn't
easy,
building
in
the
wind,
But
every
promise
made
was
disciplined.
Through
trial
and
shadow,
staying
true
to
course,
Finding
in
unity
a
quiet
force.
BALLY,
the
journey
marks
a
steady
line,
Where
purpose
and
the
common
spirit
twine.
A
new
dawn
rises,
painting
every
wall,
We
stand
together,
standing
proud
and
tall.
Five
years
of
labor,
five
years
of
the
light,
We
turn
the
page
and
walk
into
the
night.
A
new
dawn
rises,
clear
for
all
to
see,
The
fruit
of
patience
for
you
and
for
me.
The
dawn
is
here,
the
work
is
standing
bright.
Five
years
of
legacy
within
the
light. (
Fade
out
with
soft,
rhythmic
acoustic
guitar
and
a
final
humming
note)