[Verse] Morning spills through stained glass light, Whispers soft in the hush of night, Raindrops tap the old stone walls, Echoes rise and gently fall. [Pre-Chorus] Breath and voice in quiet streams, Filling rooms with newborn dreams. [Chorus] Lift your voice, the dawn is near, Through the mist, we draw you here, Sing the rain, sing the calm, In this chapel, find your balm. Lift your voice, the dawn is near, Through the mist, we draw you here, Sing the rain, sing the calm, In this chapel, find your balm. [Verse] Fingers cold, but hearts are warm, Harmony in softest form, Every note a silver thread, Weaving light where shadows tread. [Pre-Chorus] Breath and voice in quiet streams, Filling rooms with newborn dreams. [Chorus] Lift your voice, the dawn is near, Through the mist, we draw you here, Sing the rain, sing the calm, In this chapel, find your balm. Lift your voice, the dawn is near, Through the mist, we draw you here, Sing the rain, sing the calm, In this chapel, find your balm. [Bridge] Tender rain, cradle me, Whisper soft, set me free, In the silence, voices climb, Holding close the edge of time. [Chorus] Lift your voice, the dawn is near, Through the mist, we draw you here, Sing the rain, sing the calm, In this chapel, find your balm. Lift your voice, the dawn is near, Through the mist, we draw you here, Sing the rain, sing the calm, In this chapel, find your balm. [Outro] Soft and slow, the morning’s near, Lift your voice, I’m standing here.