Lyric

We rise with the morning tide

Beautiful and alive

Your smile cuts through the haze

And all those gray steps fade

Voices wrap the blue sky

Soft like a ribbon line

We rise with the morning tide

And everything feels right

I used to count my gray steps in the dark

Spinning keys, looking for a spark

But then sun hit the apartment floor

And your laugh came through the open door

Steam rises on the second-floor glass

Fresh fruit on a paper napkin, hours pass

You hum a melody while tying your shoes

And the whole room suddenly starts to bloom

You and me, we move like gold

Hands held up, no more hearts on hold

Every little doubt falls through

When the sky turns clean for you

We rise with the morning tide

Beautiful and alive

Your smile cuts through the haze

And all those gray steps fade

Voices wrap the blue sky

Soft like a ribbon line

We rise with the morning tide

And everything feels right

But remember the cold we left behind?

The wire we crossed to find this light?

Now, hold that note a little higher!

Let it pull us through the fire

All the dark can stay behind

We were built for open light!

We rise with the morning tide

Beautiful and alive

Your smile cuts through the haze

And all our gray steps fade

Voices wrap the blue sky

Soft like a ribbon line

We rise with the morning tide

And everything feels right

Everything feels right

Soft like a ribbon line

We rise, we rise