[Verse] Shadows stretch across the pews, Whispers float like morning dews, Fingers drumming on the hymn, Breath is soft, but growing dim. [Pre-Chorus] Notes like sparks, a gentle rise, Echoes tracing frozen skies, In the silence, voices climb, Finding rhythm out of time. [Chorus] Lift me up before the dawn, Sing the light before it’s gone, Hold the fire in your hands, We’re a choir of fragile plans. Lift me up before the dawn, Sing the light before it’s gone, Raise our voices in the air, Lost in music, unaware. [Verse] Fingers slide on aging keys, Breath held tight like fragile leaves, Every note a trembling thread, Woven soft, the night’s not dead. [Pre-Chorus] Voices rise in tender flight, Breaking through the cloak of night, Harmonics like a gentle stream, Flowing through a waking dream. [Chorus] Lift me up before the dawn, Sing the light before it’s gone, Hold the fire in your hands, We’re a choir of fragile plans. Lift me up before the dawn, Sing the light before it’s gone, Raise our voices in the air, Lost in music, unaware. [Bridge] Here in the hush of morning’s grace, Every heart finds its sacred place, Fragile notes we dare to share, Whispered prayers floating through the air. [Chorus] Lift me up before the dawn, Sing the light before it’s gone, Hold the fire in your hands, We’re a choir of fragile plans. Lift me up before the dawn, Sing the light before it’s gone, Raise our voices in the air, Lost in music, unaware. [Outro] Softly now, the day will break, But in this song, our souls will wake.