The city holds its breath behind the stone,
The windows blinded, voices worn and thin.
Each heart is beating silently, alone,
Afraid to let the wider world come in.
The silent streets in shades of grey are cast,
A heavy quiet where no new thing grows,
A generation frozen in the past.

But from the cracks, a single green shoot climbs,
A whispered word that turns into a song.
A bell that for a different future chimes,
Where fragile hands are suddenly made strong.

We call, we call!
Hear our voices call!
More courage, more courage!
Before we all fall.
We stand, we stand!
A light in the land.
More courage, more courage!
We demand!
More courage, more courage, now!

They have no sword of steel, no battle-cry,
Their only shield, a truth they hold inside.
Their courage is a language for the sky,
A root that runs beneath the turning tide.
They walk against the wind of what has been,
To face the towers, powerful and tall,
To let a new and hopeful era in.

And from the stone, a single green shoot climbs,
A whispered word that turns into a song.
A bell that for a different future chimes,
Where fragile hands are suddenly made strong!

We call, we call!
Hear our voices call!
More courage, more courage!
Before we all fall.
We stand, we stand!
A light in the land.
More courage, more courage!
We demand!
More courage, more courage, now!

To wake the lion sleeping in the halls
Of power, deaf to all our pleading calls.
To turn the tide, to let the future bloom,
And chase the shadows from this silent room.
A single voice becomes a rising sea...
For you and me!

We rise, we rise!
See the new sun rise!
More courage, more courage!
Fills the skies.
We are, we are!
A burning star!
More courage, more courage!
Here we are!
More courage, now!

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Arrangement and vocals: Volker Redder, Udio, Apple's GarageBand
Loops and samples: Volker Redder, Apple's GarageBand
Editing and sound design: Volker Redder, Ozone 11, Sound Studio, VirtualDJ, GarageBand
Lyrics: Volker Redder, translated with the help of Google Translate
Cover design: Volker Redder, Adobe Photoshop, FLUXpro, Apple's Keynote

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Eyes lookin' wild, little devil with a smile
Got me blowin' off all my steam
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