A Tiny Tree in the Ruins Lyrics

Broken walls and sunken ground

A silence where no life is found

In the child's hand a tiny tree

A spark of hope begins to breathe

Amid the ashes beneath their feet

The child dug a hole small and neat

This place once echoed with laughter's tone

Now buried in silence left alone

With a seed gently placed in the earth

The child whispered "Here is our rebirth"

A small hand covering the fragile seed

As sunlight whispered what it would need

Though all seems lost and broken now

Life begins where the earth allows

A tiny tree grows through the ruins

The child planted hope the world begins

Even in a shattered land life will rise

Roots will anchor beneath the skies

With small hands the future takes shape

Rain gently fell on the child's touch

Nourishing the earth with so little yet much

The tree was frail so small and thin

But a forest was already blooming within

Though the city lay silent in despair

The child closed their eyes imagining there

The wind whispered as it brushed the tree

"Your touch will bring this land to be"

The tiny tree stretched toward the sky

And hope began to color the ruins alive

A tiny tree grows through the ruins

The child planted hope the world begins

Even in a shattered land life will rise

Roots will anchor beneath the skies

With small hands the future takes shape