[Verse] A morning mist on silent earth, so fresh the branch, so new its birth, upon the vine, where hopes entwined. And dreams like leaves in shadows lined. [Verse 2] Through rain and storm, through sunlit days, life carves its path in winding ways. With every twist, with every turn, the branch grows strong, has much to learn. [Chorus] What competence do people need for in life's trial to succeed? It surely is a healthy heart. It counts to have in making art. [Verse 3] The roots dig deep, the branches high, reaching for the endless sky. A world that waits, so vast, so grand. We grow as one. We understand. [Verse 4] The winds may blow. The shadows fall. Yet, still we stand, though weak, though small, with hearts so full and spirits bright. We face the dark, embrace the light. [Chorus] What competence do people need for in life's trial to succeed? It surely is a healthy heart. It counts to have in making art.
