Lyric

A low and quiet pulse is echoing slow, deep inside my chest

A distant shaking light illuminates the morning, still unblessed

The sign of Warm Light Rising softly fills the world from up above

And if you listen closely, you can hear the breathing of a gentle love

Aligned with this quiet beating, a tiny hope begins to wake

Even the shadows of yesterday look softer, for my own sake

With just one single deep breath, the noise inside my heart begins to clear

And every time I start to walk, the future gently draws so near

Just as the soft pulse leads the way, my heart opens wide, bit by bit

It’s not over yet, I feel I can change and finally be a part of it

Warm Light Rising, like a lantern burning in my soul

Even holding all my weakness, I feel I can move and be made whole

Your gentle voice is lighting up the future from the night

And this warm, warm light will guide us through to what is right

On a quiet corner of the street, the instant that I stand still

A tiny little wish inside my chest looks out across the hill

Even if things stay vague, to move ahead is never wrong or vain

The blue of the open sky told me that I’m not alone inside the rain

As the soft pulses overlap, my heart turns stronger through the day

It’s not over yet, we can start right here and find our way

Warm Light Rising, like a lantern burning in my soul

Even holding all my weakness, I feel I can move and be made whole

Your gentle voice is lighting up the future from the night

And this warm, warm light will guide us through to what is right

Just like the morning always comes to greet the deepest of the night

The light inside of you will never fade away or lose its sight

Taking it slow is fine, staying just as you are is alright

Just walk at your own sweet pace, underneath the growing light

Warm Light Rising, like a lantern burning in my soul

Even holding all my weakness, I feel I can move and be made whole

Your gentle voice is lighting up the future from the night

And this warm, warm light will guide us through to what is right

Warm Light Rising, gently caressing my cheek so true

The "us" of today is a little stronger than the "us" we yesterday knew