In the quiet of the night, under the moon’s gentle light, 

A phoenix dreams, its heart alight, dreaming like a phoenix rising. 

**Dreaming like a phoenix rising**, from the ashes of despair, 

With wings of hope, in the cool night air, it soars without a care. 

Its dreams are filled with fiery hues, of reds, oranges, and blues, 

A tapestry of thoughts and views, dreaming like a phoenix rising. 

It dreams of skies forever clear, of love that’s always near, 

Of a world where there’s no fear, dreaming like a phoenix rising. 

In its dreams, it sees a day, when pain has gone away, 

When every creature gets to play, dreaming like a phoenix rising. 

It dreams of peace, it dreams of love, it dreams of the stars above, 

It dreams of what we’re all made of, dreaming like a phoenix rising. 

So let us dream, both you and I, beneath the vast night sky, 

And like the phoenix, may we fly, dreaming like a phoenix rising. 😊