[Verse] Whispers weave through stones worn thin, Light breaks slow, where dreams begin. Olive branches sway in time, Roots reach deep in ancient rhyme. [Pre-Chorus] Every shadow holds a story, Cradled in the morning glory. [Chorus] Rise, rise, golden sky, Touch the ruins where time lies. Breathe in the light, feel the grace, In this quiet, sacred place. Rise, rise, hearts align, Echoes soft as olden wine. Hold the dawn before it flies, Underneath these olive skies. [Verse] Threads of sun on weathered walls, Memory in silence calls. Steps once danced in gentle breeze, Now they rest among the trees. [Pre-Chorus] Every stone and leaf unfolds, Secrets that the morning holds. [Chorus] Rise, rise, golden sky, Touch the ruins where time lies. Breathe in the light, feel the grace, In this quiet, sacred place. Rise, rise, hearts align, Echoes soft as olden wine. Hold the dawn before it flies, Underneath these olive skies. [Bridge] Softly now, the past and present blend, A gentle song that will not end. Through every crack, the sunlight streams, Awakening forgotten dreams. [Chorus] Rise, rise, golden sky, Touch the ruins where time lies. Breathe in the light, feel the grace, In this quiet, sacred place. Rise, rise, hearts align, Echoes soft as olden wine. Hold the dawn before it flies, Underneath these olive skies. [Outro] Underneath these olive skies, Hold the dawn before it flies.