
Storms in the Streets, Secrets in the Night
Lyrics & Sources
Storms in the Streets, Secrets in the Night
Verse 1 — Streets and Sirens
From New York to the Rose City, school bells turned to drums, In Minneapolis and Los Angeles, a restless chorus hums. They called a stay-at-home strike, don’t buy, don’t clock in, don’t roam, Operation Metro Surge met a nation that said “home.” Two names echo in the winter air, Renée and Alex gone, Under federal lights in Minneapolis, the candles still burn on. At a church the cameras gathered, and Don Lemon faced the dawn, When the cuffs came off by evening, the chants kept moving on.
Sources:
Live updates: ICE protests spread; Don Lemon released after arrest - NBC News
Nationwide strike called Friday to protest ICE - CBS News Minnesota
Hundreds of students walk out of class across Portland to protest ICE - OPB
Operation Metro Surge - Wikipedia
Chorus
Storms in the streets, storms on the sea, Truth in the files, and a clock that won’t sleep. Hands to the heart, eyes to the sky, We’re holding our breath while the headlines fly. Turn the lights on, say the names right, Storms in the streets, secrets in the night.
Verse 2 — Carrier on the Horizon
A carrier cuts the desert wind where sea and sand collide, The Lincoln’s steel horizon meets a world with nowhere to hide. “Time is running out,” one voice says, another says “we’re ready,” With fingers on the trigger and a prayer to hold it steady. Tehran talks to Ankara while dragons and bears plead calm, Last year’s war still whispers like powder on a palm. In a narrow strait of tempers, where history coils tight, Every flare on the water begs someone to choose the light.
Sources:
Iran prepares for war as US military 'armada' approaches - Al Jazeera
US-Iran tensions soar: What do both sides want? - Al Jazeera
Likelihood Of US Strikes On Iran 'Very High' Amid Military Buildup - RFE/RL
US Aircraft Carrier Arrives in the Middle East as Tensions With Iran Remain High - Military.com
Chorus
Storms in the streets, storms on the sea, Truth in the files, and a clock that won’t sleep. Hands to the heart, eyes to the sky, We’re holding our breath while the headlines fly. Turn the lights on, say the names right, Storms in the streets, secrets in the night.
Verse 3 — The Files
Boxes, drives, and binders spill a century of dust, The Act said open every door, and the hinges had to trust. The deputy faced the questions: no shelter for the crowned, Victims’ words and redactions where the darkest crimes are found. Interviews from long nights, a spreadsheet’s bitter haze, Unverified, unnamed wounds threaded through the maze. Some pages never see daylight, for the living and the lost, Because safety is a boundary no truth should try to cross.
Sources:
DOJ releases tranche of Epstein files, says it has met its legal obligations - NPR
DOJ releasing 3 million pages of Epstein files, 'didn't protect' Trump, deputy AG says - ABC News
Epstein files live updates on today's DOJ release - CBS News
US Department of Justice releases 3 million new Epstein documents - Al Jazeera
Verse 4 — The Gavel
A judge weighed every syllable of precedent and pain, Said the heaviest old sentence would not ride this train. The man accused of stalking, of a CEO’s last breath, Won’t face the needle’s silence, but still could meet a living death. The law can sound like thunder, tortured, strange, and stark, Bound by higher rulings as it gropes across the dark. Autumn holds a courtroom where a jury takes its seat, And justice, slow and careful, learns again to find its feet.
Sources:
Luigi Mangione will not face the death penalty after judge nixes two federal counts - NBC News
Luigi Mangione latest: Death penalty off the table, judge rules - ABC News
Luigi Mangione won't face death penalty in CEO murder case - CNBC
Judge rules Luigi Mangione should not face death penalty - NPR
Verse 5 — Winter’s Second Knock
Carolina pines lean low, Georgia fields brace tight, Virginia’s coast looks eastward at a wall of white. Appalachian backs are burdened, fences drift and groan, Fern already left her scars on power lines and bone. The plows remember last week, the sirens still recall, How ice can break a valley and snow can bury all. Now another breath of winter draws a darker line, And porch lamps glow like lighthouses, one by one, in time.
Sources:
Snowstorm headed to Southeast: North Carolina, South Carolina, Georgia declare state of emergency - ABC News
Nor'easter to bring blizzard-like snow - Washington Post
Over 100 fatalities confirmed after major January 2026 U.S. winter storm - Watchers.news
January 2026 North American winter storm - Wikipedia
Verse 6 — Midnight on the Hill
The Senate passed a lifeboat, but midnight’s still a knife, The House returns on Monday, and a pause divides our life. Most halls stay lit till autumn, one department counts the days, A brief reprieve for border lines while parties test their ways. An ICU nurse named Alex moves the needle through the crowd, Body cams on, no masks to hide, that’s what the floor allowed. The clock keeps warning softly as the chamber doors swing wide, Hold tight to what is human when the rulebooks collide.
Sources:
Senate votes to fund government ahead of Friday deadline but will negotiate restrictions on ICE - ABC News
Senate passes funding deal, but government will still partially shutdown at midnight - CNBC
Live updates: Senate votes to approve government funding deal - NBC News
Bridge — Hold Fast
From campuses to coastlines, from courtrooms into rain, From redacted pages trembling to a carrier’s iron chain, From candles under steeples to a dome that splits the night, We are not made for hiding, we are desperate for the light.
Final Chorus — The Turn
Storms in the streets, storms on the sea, Truth in the files, and a clock that won’t sleep. Hands to the heart, eyes to the sky, We won’t look away, we will testify. Turn the lights on, drop the masks, make it right— Let the storm break, let the truth bite— Storms in the streets, secrets in the night, And a new day rising, ready to fight.
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