Verse 1 Male: It started small, a screen in the dark Female: A boy who stayed up drawing new sparks Male: He sold the first company, then built the next Female: Left the old money wondering what comes next Male: No map, just questions he refused to drop Female: Soft stubborn light that would not stop Verse 2 Female: He put silence where the engine used to roar Male: A car that glides like it forgot the war Female: Roofs that gather what the day gives free Male: Batteries holding tomorrow’s spare key Female: No speech, just the hum at two a.m. Male: Proof he meant every word of them Chorus Male: He’s the one who taught fire how to come home Female: Who sent a red car where no one had gone Male: Who stitched a quiet net across the night Female: So a child far away could have light Male: All he’s done Female: Was never loud Male: All he’s done Female: Just kept the promise he made to the crowd of one Verse 3 Male: Rockets that kneel instead of falling away Female: Steel that learned how to land and stay Male: A thousand small moons talking overhead Female: Voices finding each other instead of the dead air Male: A thought reaching out through a thin gold thread Female: Hands that once typed now helping a head Verse 4 Female: He bought the square when the talking got thin Male: Opened the window and let the weather in Female: Asked the dark machine what it really knew Male: Let it answer without dressing it up for you Female: Tunnels under the noise, under the rush Male: Same restless quiet that never learned to hush Bridge Male: They counted the hours he wouldn’t give back Female: The nights he slept where the welders packed Male: He isn’t gentle with the clock or the doubt Female: But he’s gentle with the thing he’s building out Male: Not a statue Female: Not a crown Male: Just a man who kept looking Female: When the rest sat down Final Chorus Female: He’s the one who taught fire how to come home Male: Who pointed at rust and called it a road Female: Who gave the dark a way to speak Male: Who still says Mars like it’s next week Female: All he’s done Male: Was never for show Female: All he’s done Male: So the long night has somewhere to go Outro Male: Leave the lights low Female: Let the engines rest Male: He isn’t finished Female: He’s only just… Both, staggered, not the same words: Male: …begun. Female: …home.
