Lyrics
[verse]
The sun it rises slow behind the pasture line,
Gold across the fields where the wild grass climbs,
I've been walking roads that no one else has seen,
Chasing something honest, chasing something green.
[verse]
The harmonies of morning birds call out my name,
Nothing here is hurried, nothing here's the same,
I lay my burdens down beside the mountain stream,
And let the quiet carry me like a waking dream.
[chorus]
Oh, the sun it rises, and I rise with it too,
Oh, the sun it rises, painting skies of blue,
Oh, the sun it rises, over hills so wide,
Oh, the sun it rises, and I won't run and hide.
[verse]
The valley hums a hymn that only I can hear,
Every season passing feels a little less like fear,
I've made my peace with roads that wander far from home,
Because the sun still rises wherever I may roam.
[chorus]
Oh, the sun it rises, and I rise with it too,
Oh, the sun it rises, painting skies of blue,
Oh, the sun it rises, over hills so wide,
Oh, the sun it rises, and I won't run and hide.
[bridge]
(instrumental — harmonized vocals, pastoral acoustic swell)
[chorus]
Oh, the sun it rises, and I rise with it too,
Oh, the sun it rises, painting skies of blue,
Oh, the sun it rises, over hills so wide,
Oh, the sun it rises, and I won't run and hide.
