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Sirens, Crowns, Moonlight, and Snow

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Sirens, Crowns, Moonlight, and Snow

Verse 1 — Sirens over sand and stone

A fleet of iron birds lines Jordan’s hardened runway, Engines hum like thunder, dusk turns battle-gray. Talk of narrow strikes hangs heavy in the air, Evacuations down in Qatar say the stakes are laid bare. On the Hill they’re warning, Constitution in their hands, No fire without the people’s voice, no war without the plans. And after a bruising court day, the fuse feels set to blow— Experts say the pressure’s rising; everyone can feel the undertow.

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Chorus

World on edge, hearts of steel, truth against the roar, Crowns and courts and rockets rise, and winter tests the shore. We won’t break, we won’t bow, through the highs and lows, Turn it up, hold the line—feel the storm, see it glow.

Verse 2 — Crown in the cold light

Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor meets the glare of a new dawn, Led away on questions no palace veil could keep withdrawn. Old files, dark names, and whispers of a trade, Secrets from a time when handshakes paved the way. Released but not absolved—now the law will find its course, A monarch speaks of duty while tradition feels the force. First in centuries, a headline shakes the throne, And broken hearts say finally, no one stands alone.

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Verse 3 — Gavel and the tariff wall

Roberts pens the ruling, draws a boundary in the sand, Two of the president’s own cross the aisle, take a stand. The emergency was broken, the scaffold couldn’t hold, Refunds like a tidal wave, a story still untold. The bench absorbs the fury, the dissents strike a chord, Policy unravels as the markets watch the board. But even as the echoes fade from marble hall and dome, A new lever’s pulled to rebuild the tariff throne.

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Verse 4 — Ratchet the rate

He turns the dial higher, under older, narrower law, A countdown on the calendar, a temporary claw. Ports whisper caution—weak hiring, stalled plans, Cargo cranes move slower with uncertain hands. Economists are warning, the checkout lines will sting— When walls go up on prices, it’s the people who they ring. Steel strings bite the chorus, cash registers complain, Another round of shockwaves rolling through the chain.

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Chorus

Verse 5 — Moonshot in quarantine

In Houston’s quiet rooms, the crew steels for the climb— Wiseman, Koch, and Glover, Hansen crossing time. Firsts on the horizon, breaking barriers in flight, A woman, a Black trailblazer, a partner from the North’s light. The dress rehearsal’s shining, the checks still find a seam, A whisper in the helium, a pause within the dream. Roll back or light the candle? The pad keeps breathing slow— But the Moon is calling loudly from the ancient, silver glow.

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Verse 6 — Bombing out the coast

The nor’easter finds its heartbeat, deepening off the line, Emergency declarations before the storm can dine. Blizzard flags for city streets, for islands in the spray, For bridges, bays, and boardwalks braced for winter’s sway. Winds are set to wrestle wires, tides to test the piers, Warming doors swing open wide to shelter frozen fears. A mayor warns it’s meaner than the last one we survived, While through the whiteout howl, the will to care arrives.

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Breakdown

Sirens in the desert sky, Crowns under a reckoning eye, Gavels fall and markets cry, Rockets reach and snow replies.

Final Chorus

Outro — Ignite the night

Light the fuse, ride the gale, Kiss the Moon, trim the sail. Through the blast, through the blow— Hold the line—and let it go.

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