[Intro]
Morning light on the field
[Verse 1]
Dawn paints the rows in emerald light
Hands steady, eyes set on the soil
He tilts the earth, a patient rite
[Chorus]
Heart in the furrows, hope grows high
Sun on his face, the quiet sky
Move with the breeze, till tomorrow
[Verse 2]
Gentle wind moves the green through the stalks
A calm within, the day begins to talk
He works with focus, field wakes to the walk
[Chorus]
Heart in the furrows, hope grows high
Sun on his face, the quiet sky
Move with the breeze, till tomorrow
[Outro]
Fields rest, till dawn again
