[Intro – Choir (soft, unified)] (Mmm) (Oh—) For the ones not here yet… [Verse 1 – Solo] They’ll be born into a warming dawn, With borrowed time already gone, Skies too loud, nights too thin, Truth comes late, then settles in. They won’t know the world we knew, Only what remains and what fell through, Every promise set in stone, Every cost still rolling on. [Pre-Chorus – Choir (gentle rise)] If tomorrow’s built from yesterday, Who decides what fades away? If the future’s calling now, Do we hear it? Do we bow? [Chorus – Full Choir] Oh children of tomorrow, Hear us as we pray, We didn’t mean to leave you So much weight along the way. Oh children of tomorrow, May you rise beyond our run, Take the broken and the borrowed And still become the sun. [Verse 2 – Solo + Harmony] They’ll inherit restless seas, Quiet wars and fragile peace, Systems patched but never whole, Truth delayed, then bought and sold. They’ll learn early how to bend, Call surviving “getting by,” my friend, They’ll ask why the ground feels thin, And where the hope was traded in. [Pre-Chorus – Call & Response] (Solo) Who will teach them how to dream? (Choir) When the world runs out of sleep? (Solo) Who will stand and speak it plain? (Choir) When they say our names? [Chorus – Full Choir] Oh children of tomorrow, Hear us as we pray, We didn’t mean to leave you So much weight along the way. Oh children of tomorrow, May you rise beyond our run, Take the broken and the borrowed And still become the sun. [Bridge – Spoken (measured) / Choir Underneath] We built it fast. We took our share. We trusted growth would cover care. (Choir hums) If we’re guilty, let it be Of believing too easily, But not of turning from the truth When it finally comes into view. [Build – Choir (ascending)] Let repair be louder than pride, Let courage close the divide, Let the past be faced and known, So the future’s not alone. [Final Chorus – Massive Choir] Oh children of tomorrow, This is our vow tonight: We will not leave you silence, We will not leave you blind. Oh children of tomorrow, If you’re carrying our weight, May you turn our warning Into something greater. [Outro – Choir (soft, resolved)] (Mmm) (Oh—) Born tomorrow… Still beloved. Still becoming.
