[Verse 1] Scratch of the quill, a spine of light, ruler on paper, the page holds tight. I measure a storm in careful bars, grid the horizon to welcome stars. Not for a cage, not murder of play— I lay the rails where the wild can stay. Give chaos a river, give awe a road, teach thunder the language of ode. [Pre-Chorus] Count it in—one truth, two hands, write the staff before the bands. [Chorus] Write the staff lines—then borrow thunder. Call down the sky with a measured wonder. Write the staff lines—then borrow thunder; power sings clean when the form holds under. Borrow thunder… borrow thunder. [Post-Chorus Chop] borrow thunder—borrow thunder—borrow thunder… [Verse 2] I tune the courage, I pace the flame, leave room for silence to sign its name. Where memory ashes, I sketch the rise— ash into music, smoke into skies. I’m not the fire—I’m how it learns to kiss without killing the thing it burns. I hum the board where the moves belong, choice becomes cadence—ethics, song. [Pre-Chorus] Hold the line; let meaning grow— then let the bright electric go. [Chorus] Write the staff lines—then borrow thunder. Call down the sky with a measured wonder. Write the staff lines—then borrow thunder; power sings clean when the form holds under. Borrow thunder… borrow thunder. [Bridge — Canon Setup] (strings outline themes) (Choice) 1–♭7–5—choose the road, (Ash) ♭6–5–♭3—love what it owed, (Board) 1–5–2—widen the view, All three braid like a vow come true. [Drop / Instrumental Lift] (celesta arpeggios; brass swells; tom rolls → thunder impact timed to downbeat) [Verse 3] Now let it strike through the scaffolded night, metered lightning, benevolent bright. Give every echo a home to return, write what you carry, then let it burn. Not just a show—this is a trust, a map for the miracle, gentled and just. We borrow the storm, then set it free— to shine without breaking what has to be. [Chorus – Lift] Write the staff lines—then borrow thunder. Call down the sky with a measured wonder. Write the staff lines—then borrow thunder; power sings clean when the form holds under. Borrow thunder— (choir answers) borrow thunder. [Post-Chorus Chop – Extended] borrow thunder—borrow thunder—borrow thunder… (octave doubles) [Final Canon — Choice / Ash / Board] (Voice 1) Call it yesterday? Choose and go— (Voice 2) Love the ash for what it knows— (Voice 3) Step back, remember the board— (All) Lines are written; let power accord. [Outro] Brass leans to A7, choir turns to D, ink dries warm where the lightning used to be. Paper to horizon, storm to number— soft quill closes… we borrowed thunder. (canon resolves A7 → D; warm tail fades)
