[Verse] Beneath the wide sky, bare feet on the ground, Voices like sunrise, no need to be found. Each one a note in the same sweet song, No single voice lost, all belong. [Pre-Chorus] The wind carries old words, new ones too, A living hymn in a place we knew. [Chorus] Oh, the field is open, we’re rising together, Hearts laid bare, no need to wonder. Every prayer, every cry, every name, Found in the light, like a gentle flame. The field is open—yes, we’re all here, Lifting our voices, year after year. [Verse] Hands join in silence, then break into sound, Like rivers returning to the same ground. No perfect pitch, no fear to hide, Just grace in the way we all try. [Pre-Chorus] The sun sets low, but the song stays true, A chorus of love that will never undo. [Chorus] Oh, the field is open, we’re rising together, Hearts laid bare, no need to wonder. Every prayer, every cry, every name, Found in the light, like a gentle flame. The field is open—yes, we’re all here, Lifting our voices, year after year. [Bridge] And when the dark comes, we’ll still be singing, Through every shadow, every ringing. For we are not alone in the night— The same breath, the same light. [Chorus] Oh, the field is open, we’re rising together, Hearts laid bare, no need to wonder. Every prayer, every cry, every name, Found in the light, like a gentle flame. The field is open—yes, we’re all here, Lifting our voices, year after year. [Outro] All here… We’re all here… Still singing…