Hope's like a bird with feathers bright, That makes my soul its home tonight, Through darkest storms, it still endures, Singing sweet melodies so pure When shadows fall and fears arise This little bird, it never dies Keeping faith alive inside Teaching us all how to fly When storms rage fierce and winds blow wild, Hope's song rings clear like nature's child, A melody that stays so strong, Guiding hearts where they belong. (Where they belong...) Through bitter winds and raging storm, This gentle bird keeps spirits warm, With every note and every wing, Giving strength to rise and sing. When storms rage fierce and winds blow wild, Hope's song rings clear like nature's child, A melody that stays so strong, Guiding hearts where they belong. (Where they belong...) From frozen lands to stormy seas, Hope's wings still carry you and me, Through valleys low and mountains high, Hope's song lights up the darkest sky. When storms rage fierce and winds blow wild, (Hope keeps singing) Hope's song rings clear like nature's child, A melody that stays so strong, Guiding hearts where they belong. Through every loss and every gain, Hope's quiet strength remains the same, Hope's song lives in you and me. (Hope lives on eternally...) “Inspired by Hope is the Thing with Feathers by Emily Dickinson”