Don’t tell me it’s too late to start. Don’t tell me the mold is already set up. There’s a new beat inspiring around. A horizon that we can reach above.
The ink is wet, the lines are blurred
We’re holding brushes, holding chances
To paint the world in different colorful themes.
Yesterday’s a photograph, fading in the drawer
But the clay is soft, and the kiln is warm
We’re standing right here at the open horizon,
Creating the spark to inspire the future.
Every choice is a mine,
every word is a chance we can dig into,
We’re building a foundation, but we’re not alone
The blueprint is changing, the walls are coming down
We’re laying the bricks on this solid ground, together
Oh, we are shaping tomorrow
With the hands that we have right now
Not waiting for the wind to blow
We’re learning how to plow.
Yeah, the future isn’t written in the stars above
It’s carved out by the rhythm of the things we enjoy a lot.
So strike the balance, let the passion flow
We are shaping tomorrow, and the tide can turn up.
I see the friction in the old pavement
I hear the hum of a new engine.
It’s not just about the destination
It’s about the spaces in between
The people with common ground in a crowded hall
The voice that speaks when the room goes quiet
We’re answering the echo, answering the call
Turning up the volume on the light of global insight.
Oh, we are shaping tomorrow
With the hands that we have right now
Not waiting for the wind to blow
We’re learning how to plow up.
Yeah, the future isn’t written in the stars above
It’s carved out by the rhythm of the things we enjoy to do.
So stretch up, let the passion flow,
We are shaping tomorrow, and the tide can turn round.
Don’t tell me it’s too late to start
Don’t tell me the mold is already set up.
There’s a new beat inspiring around
A horizon that we can reach above.
We’re the architects of the dawn
And the night is finally gone,
Let's shape the better future together.
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