[INTRO — 8 bars at 126 BPM. Glassy plucked synth arp flickers alone bars 1-2 like a first flame catching. Warm pad drops in bar 3. Filter sweep rises bar 3-4. Slinky syncopated bass drops in bar 5. Kick enters four-on-the-floor bar 7. Full groove bar 8. No lead vocal.] (ah) [VERSE 1 — ELASTIC PHRASING. Vocal floats against the pulse, breathes mid-phrase, varies line length wildly, does not lock to grid. Close-mic humid tenor natural voice. Bass and kick lock under. No claps. No falsetto.] There's a first fire in you. It was lit before you had a name. Older than the words you were allowed. The one that brought you here, the one that stood up in the dark and started burning. That's you. That's the whole of you. [PRE-CHORUS — elastic phrasing accelerates through the section. Filter sweep begins to build. Sidechained pad pumps in. Filtered chopped strings whisper. Snare roll into the drop.] They will show you a bonfire and call it the fire. The bonfire needs a match. The match needs a hand. The hand needs a hunger. The hunger needs the first fire. That's you. [CHORUS — drop. Vocal now locks tighter to the pulse for landability. Full stack. Punchy claps on 2 and 4. Falsetto harmony above lead in thirds and sixths on hook top. Filtered chopped strings sweep wide open. Sidechained pad pumps hard. Open hat on offbeat.] Keep it lit. Keep it low. Keep it burning on. Keep the first fire going long past dawn. Keep it lit. Keep it wild. Keep it burning true. Every fire in the world is going to catch from you. [VERSE 2 — strip back to bass, kick, hi-hats, close-mic lead. Vocal returns to elastic conversational register. Claps drop out. Filter closes.] Try the name in the mirror first. Try the walk in the hallway with the door closed. Try the shade of paint, the cut of the coat, the syllable at the back of your throat. Try it all in the dark before you take it to the light. That's the first fire doing its work. That's the flame making you what you are. [PRE-CHORUS — reprise with longer filter sweep, more tension. Snare roll longer into the drop.] They will show you a bonfire and call it the fire. The bonfire needs a match. The match needs a hand. The hand needs a hunger. The hunger needs the first fire. That's you. [CHORUS — drop again. Full stack, escalated. Second falsetto layer stacked. Wide sighed ad-libs.] Keep it lit. Keep it low. Keep it burning on. Keep the first fire going long past dawn. Keep it lit. Keep it wild. Keep it burning true. Every fire in the world is going to catch from you. (ah, ah) [BRIDGE — drums out. Density drops to bass, sub, warm pad, close-mic lead, low hummed counter far under. Delay-soaked counter-melody arrives midway. Filter closes to intimacy. Vocal declamatory but tender, elastic, unhurried — each “That's someone” breathed and floated.] Every third-floor window with one lamp on. That's someone. Every locked stall, a new name in the mirror. That's someone. Every kid on a bus with the cover turned in. That's someone. Every one of us the first fire. Every one of us the low blue burn. [BUILD — 4 bars. Layers stack back in one by one under rising filter sweep. Kick returns bar 1. Sixteenth hi-hats bar 2. Claps bar 3. Snare roll long across bars 3 and 4. Filter opens fully bar 4 into modulation and drop.] (mm, ah) [FINAL CHORUS — modulate up a half or whole step. Drop again. Maximum density. Full falsetto stack, chopped strings wide open, punchy claps, sidechained pad breathing hard. Vocal now full and declarative on the hook. Two passes.] Keep it lit. Keep it low. Keep it burning on. Keep the first fire going long past dawn. Keep it lit. Keep it wild. Keep it burning true. Every fire in the world is going to catch from you. Keep it lit. Keep it low. Keep it burning gold. Keep the first fire past everything you were told. Keep it lit. Keep it wild. Keep it burning through. Every fire in the world will remember catching from you. [OUTRO — full band strips back over 4 bars. Kick and claps out first. Hi-hats out. Bass out. Warm pad and drone hold. Filter closes. Lead intimate close-mic. Final line unfinished mid-phrase; one delay-tail fades on the last word held.] Every fire in the world is going to catch from —
