[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] The storm folds back into its verse, ink hums low where the echoes converse. Quills rest warm, their promise heard— a hush of lightning shaped into word. Paper sighs beneath the wonder, world still trembling— we borrowed thunder.
