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[Verse 1]
Dust on the road
Heat in the sky
Then a green line
Catching your eye
A breath you forgot
You were holding inside
A forest where you least expect it

[Chorus]
This is the magnificence of Kirisia
Quiet as a hand on your heart
Roots holding stories in the dark earth
Branches teaching broken things to start
Silence like a language
Older than the maps we print
A forest where you least expect it
Still here
Still here

[Verse 2]
Children trace paths
Through the shade and the smoke
Names of each bird
Passed down like a joke
Old women laughing
As they harvest and mend
Life woven tight into every bend

[Chorus]
This is the magnificence of Kirisia
Quiet as a hand on your heart
Roots holding stories in the dark earth
Branches teaching broken things to start
Silence like a language
Older than the maps we print
A forest where you least expect it
Still here
Still here

[Bridge]
Storms came
Axes came
Fire drew a red
Rough line
Yet green keeps rising
Thin and stubborn
One more time (one more time)

[Chorus]
This is the magnificence of Kirisia
Quiet as a hand on your heart
Truth in the dust and the deep shade
Strength in the tenderest part
Silence like a promise
Spoken by the hills that lift
A forest where you least expect it
Still here
We’re still here