Life's a dance on shifting sands A melody played with trembling hands but, oh, the rhythm finds its way through stormy nights to brighter days Epilepsy's shadow may linger near yet every dawn Whispers persevere Seizure freedom O what a tune A dream that rises like the moon Hope's a lantern burning bright Guiding hearts through the darkest night the clock may tick with urgent plea each moment ripe with possibility A spark of courage A steadfast beat moving forward Steady feet Epilepsy's there but so is grace we find our rhythm we find our space Step by step the world aligns Every second a precious sign Seizure freedom Or what a tune, a dream that rises like the moon Hope's a lantern burning bright Guiding hearts through the dark the clock may tick with urgent plea each moment ripe with possibility A spark of courage A steadfast beat Moving forward on steady feet Epilepsy's there But so is grace we find our rhythm we find our space Step by step the world aligns Every second a precious sign A seizure freedom A symphony A song of hope and harmony through the struggle through the fight we hold on tight to the morning light it's not the easy road we choose but every stumble shapes our views in every fall there's something learned in every flame a fire burn all the urgency to live and love to rise again when skies are rough.