Uploaded November 2025 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago

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Underneath the endless blue sky,
We built a dome where love won’t die.
Threads of light and melody,
Hold us close in harmony.

Oh, we sing where the doves still roam,
Peace in our hands, the Folk of the Dome.
The fields are wide, the days are kind,
And the world feels whole when our hearts align.

We plant our songs like seeds of gold,
And watch the morning’s truth unfold.
Every voice the river knows
Every heart a flame that glows.

Wind through the grass, laughter flows,
Every song a seed that grows.
Time stands still, the air so clear
We found forever here.

Oh, we sing where the doves still roam,
Peace in our hands, the Folk of the Dome.
The fields are wide, the days are kind,
And the world feels whole when our hearts align.

Now the daylight softly fades,
Echoes hum through the moonlit blades.
We’ll keep on singing, never alone

Forever the Folk of the Dome.

We are the folk of the dome
(We are the folk of the dome)
We are the folk of the dome
(We are the folk of the dome)
We are the folk of the dome
(We are the folk of the dome)
Never alone, the dome is our home
We are the folk of the dome