[Verse] Soft light spills on the ridge of blue, Waking the leaves in a silver hue. Steam curls slow from the terraced rows, Carrying whispers the night still knows. [Pre-Chorus] Breathe in the hush, Where the world is just beginning to trust. [Chorus] Oh, rise, mist, rise— Wrap the hills in quiet grace. Every breath, a slow surprise, In this gold where time can’t race. Oh, rise, mist, rise— Love, still unnamed, takes its pace. And I’m here, just barely, Where the earth remembers the first light. [Verse] The tea leaves tremble, low and slow, Holding dawn like a secret vow. Blue hills dream in a muted tone, And I’m standing, but not alone. [Pre-Chorus] Breathe in the hush, Where the world is just beginning to trust. [Chorus] Oh, rise, mist, rise— Wrap the hills in quiet grace. Every breath, a slow surprise, In this gold where time can’t race. Oh, rise, mist, rise— Love, still unnamed, takes its pace. And I’m here, just barely, Where the earth remembers the first light. [Bridge] No need to name it, no need to move— The sky leans down and the silence proves. This moment, wide, both far and near, A single note, suspended, clear. [Chorus] Oh, rise, mist, rise— Wrap the hills in quiet grace. Every breath, a slow surprise, In this gold where time can’t race. Oh, rise, mist, rise— Love, still unnamed, takes its pace. And I’m here, just barely, Where the earth remembers the first light. [Outro] Rise... Oh, rise... Where the mist and memory meet, And the morning holds its breath— Still.