INTRO Two sit across the table, One with pen and paper in her hand. The other with a silver tablet, Waiting for her command. VERSE 1 With glances between each other, The challenge soon begins. Ideas fire through the air, Each one trying to win. She scribbles out a sentence, The other swipes to rearrange... Both convinced their process, Will spark the perfect change. CHORUS Scratch... scratch... goes the paper, Tap... tap... goes the screen. Both think they're a poet, But only one's got the machine. Who'll write the line that's golden? Who'll scratch that perfect rhyme? Scratch... scratch... and tap... tap... This may take a long time! VERSE 2 The bones have been established, The melodies are fleshing out. The words are flowing freely, Notes and rhythms dance about. Not a word exchanged between them, Yet both know what to do... A silent kind of duet Where art just pulls them through. CHORUS Scratch... scratch... goes the paper, Tap... tap... go those keys. These two feeding off the vibes, Searching for that golden line, Landing that perfect rhyme. Scratch... scratch... and tap... tap... All beating to the time. BRIDGE Maybe there’s no winner, Just two hearts in the zone— Both carving out a lyric, Both teasing out a tone. And when the final bar is written, They smile at what they've made... The songs were the strongest Cause both their crafts were played. FINAL CHORUS Scratch... scratch... on the paper, Tap... tap... on the screen. Poets in their own way, Both chasing the same dream. Now the line is truly golden, Every word falls right in time. Scratch... scratch... and tap... tap... Two artists in their prime.