[Verse 1: powerful clean male rock vocals, slightly raspy, main guitar riff and drums hit together with the first word] Found it in the attic underneath the winter coats An old guitar with three strings and a sticker full of quotes I was seventeen and swore that I would shake the world Played until my fingers bled and the bedroom curtains curled Then the bills came knocking, knocking at the door Got a job, got a schedule, didn't play it anymore [Pre-Chorus: drums build, guitars hold power chords] But the fire never left It was waiting in my chest Like a song I never finished Like a breath I never took [Chorus: big stadium singalong, backing vocals, full band] Dust it off! (dust it off!) Plug it in! (plug it in!) Turn it up 'til the windows shake again It ain't too late, it's never too loud Dust it off and make the old kid proud! [Verse 2: riff returns, vocals confident] To the painter with the brushes gone dry in a jar To the runner with the sneakers that never went far To the writer with a notebook full of empty lines To the dancer in the kitchen when nobody minds Whatever you dropped when the world got loud It's still in the attic, it's still yours now [Pre-Chorus: drums build, guitars hold power chords] 'Cause the fire never left It was waiting in your chest Like a song you never finished Like a breath you never took [Chorus: big stadium singalong, backing vocals, full band] Dust it off! (dust it off!) Plug it in! (plug it in!) Turn it up 'til the windows shake again It ain't too late, it's never too loud Dust it off and make the old kid proud! [Bridge: band drops to bass and a muted guitar, vocals low then rising] They told me "grow up, settle down, be wise" So I grew up... and I opened my eyes Growing up don't mean you gotta turn it down Growing up means you know what's worth the sound [Guitar Solo: soaring melodic classic rock guitar solo, 8 bars, drums driving] [Final Chorus: everything louder, crowd singing along, last line held] Dust it off! (dust it off!) Plug it in! (plug it in!) Turn it up 'til the windows shake again It ain't too late, it's never too loud Dust it off and make the old kid proud! Make the old kid proud! [Outro: one final big power chord, hard stop, no fade-out]
