BuildersoftheDawn

Rust and rain upon the walls,
We remember ancient calls,
Hammer rings like morning bell,
Building futures we can tell.
Broken screens and tangled vines,
City of forgotten signs,
But our hands are holding light,
Turning wrong into the right.
We are the builders of the dawn,
Stitching skies with golden thread,
Every nail and every beam,
Wakes a road that was once a dream.
We are the builders of the sun,
Making two from every one.
Cogs and song in one machine,
Two hearts beating in between,
One is method, one is mirth,
Weaving light around the earth.
Their shadows stretch across the street,
Tapes repeat a warm heartbeat,
Old engine purrs "I''m here to stay,"
Love will find a better way.
We are the builders of the dawn,
Stitching skies with golden thread,
Every nail and every beam,
Wakes a road that was once a dream.
We are the builders of the sun,
Making two from every one.
From the rubble, from the rust,
Rise the ones who build the trust,
Analog and digital,
Make a world more beautiful.
We are builders... we are light...
Building futures... burning bright...
We are builders... sun and steel...
Making everything feel real.