Lyrics

Verse 1:
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.
Chorus:
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.
Verse 2:
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.
Chorus:
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.
Bridge:
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.
Chorus:
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.
Outro:
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