[Live show continuation - warm amber lights, crowd roaring, previous chord fading] (High male lead spoken) Salt Lake... One more time for Jubilee! [Crowd erupts as the younger child leaves the stage] (High male lead spoken) I didn't bring just one daughter tonight. I didn't write this next song. My older daughter did. And some of you may have heard of her... Nova Sparkles! [Crowd goes completely insane - screams, whistles, and stomping] (High male lead spoken) Come on out. [Young female lead reaches the center microphone] (Young female lead spoken) What's up, Utah? [Crowd erupts again] (High male lead spoken) Tell them what it's called. (Young female lead spoken) Ashes on My Palm. [Intro - grand piano, 12-string rhythm, and hard-picked clean electric arpeggio; melodic bass and floor toms enter] [Verse 1 - warm restrained rock pulse] (Young female lead) I held the match too long Now the letters are gone Your name in the smoke Then it thinned to a ghost Black on my fingertips Falling like tiny chips I found your picture bent In a bed of cinder and rent [Pre-Chorus 1 - drums rise; distorted rhythm guitar enters; low-string razor pick-slide launches the four-note high guitar scream] (Young female lead) And I keep looking down For what the flame let drown There's nothing left to save Just the shape it gave [Chorus 1 - full heartfelt arena-rock lift; huge snare, open add9 power chords, piano, 12-string, and hard-picked guitar answers] (Young female lead) Ashes on my palm Ashes on my palm I'm learning how to hold What the fire won't return Ashes on my palm Ashes on my palm Even broken remains Can still cut and burn [Crowd reacts; lead guitar repeats the four-note hook] [Verse 2 - steady drums, melodic bass, piano, acoustic rhythm, and picked electric arpeggio] (High male lead) The chair by the window The frame with no glow The house still stands But it doesn't know (Young female lead) I sweep up the floor Find a ring in the dust A coin from the drawer And a bent piece of trust [Pre-Chorus 2 - floor toms climb; rhythm guitars thicken; low-string razor pick-slide launches the four-note high guitar scream] (High male lead) And I keep looking down For what the flame let drown (Young female lead) There's nothing left to save Just the shape it gave [Chorus 2 - full openhearted arena-rock lift; hard-picked guitar fills only between vocal lines] (High male lead) Ashes on my palm Ashes on my palm I'm learning how to hold What the fire won't return (Young female lead) Ashes on my palm Ashes on my palm Even broken remains (Young female lead and high male lead) Can still cut and burn [Crowd cheers; drums drive directly into the guitar break] [Lead Guitar Break - full bass and drums; rising razor pick-slides, wide bends, pull-offs, tapping climb, octave pinch-harmonic squeal, whammy dive; four-note scream launches the bridge] [Bridge - every line fully sung in a rising rock melody; full snare backbeat, bass, piano, 12-string, and distorted rhythm guitars stay active] (Young female lead) Say it was only wood Say it was only nights But I watched the whole sky Turn orange and bite (High male lead) Now I breathe in the dust Let it settle slow If I can't rebuild (Young female lead and high male lead) I can still let go [Build - drums keep driving; rhythm guitars climb; lead guitar alternate-picks upward, razor-slides the low strings, and lands the four-note scream] [Final Chorus - largest heartfelt full-band lift; guitar answers remain between vocal lines] (Young female lead) Ashes on my palm Ashes on my palm I'm learning how to hold What the fire won't return (High male lead) Ashes on my palm Ashes on my palm Even broken remains (Young female lead and high male lead) Can still cut and burn [Final Refrain - fully sung over driving full band; snare and bass push harder; guitar answers every line] (Young female lead) Ashes on my palm (High male lead) Ashes on my palm (Young female lead) Ashes on my palm (High male lead) Ashes on my palm [Outro - final low-string razor pick-slide into a high pinch harmonic; full band lands three synchronized resolving hits and cuts] (High male lead spoken) Salt Lake, make some noise for the girl who wrote that song... Nova Sparkles! [Crowd erupts - screams, whistles, and stomping] (Young female lead spoken) Thank you, Utah! [Crowd erupts again]
