Brave New Worlds - Big Hands testo lyric

TESTO

Once an old tree stood tall and proud,
But death had come and whispered loud.
Its leaves had fallen, branches bare,
It seemed like all its life was rare.

But then a sculptor came along,
And saw beyond the tree so wrong.
He carved with skill and heart so true,
A hand that reached up to the blue.

The tree had died, but in its place,
A symbol stood with grace and grace.
A hand that pointed to the sky,
A beacon bright, a reason why.

The tree may die, but its remains,
Are more than just some lifeless chains.
A giant hand that speaks so loud,
A message clear, don't back down.

The tree will always stand and show,
That hope and strength can always grow.
From death, it rises to the sky,
A symbol of resilience high.

The tree may die, but its remains,
Are more than just some lifeless chains.
A giant hand that speaks so loud,
A message clear, don't back down.

The Hand of Vyrnwy stands so tall,
A message to us all.
That we must rise above our fears,
And find resilience through the tears.