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Storms, Courts, and Moonlight
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Storms, Courts, and Moonlight

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February 22, 2026
Storms, Courts, and Moonlight
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Storms, Courts, and Moonlight

Verse 1

The high bench drew a line through an emergency dream, Said the reach of a pen can’t cover the whole wide sea. Chief Justice Roberts wrote it plain, steady as a drum, Two of the president’s own crossed over, others held their tongues. Tariffs that swept the globe now face a turning tide, The treasury’s heavy pockets may open up wide. He called the robed a disgrace, swore he’d try again, When the gavel falls that hard, the echo shakes the pen.

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Chorus

Hold on, the world is loud tonight, Courts draw borders, storms draw white. But we still find our way by the faintest light, Through war drums, headlines, and a silver flight. Hold on, even when the ground won’t stay, We’re stitched by truth, we’re built to sway, And somewhere past the noise, a better day.


Verse 2

He moved in a heartbeat, reached for an older law, Announced a blanket duty that could beat the clock. Said it starts soon enough, might run just a short spell, Without the people’s house, it can’t ring the bell. From the port of Los Angeles came a worried tone, Hiring feels hollow, big plans postponed. Economists whisper what shoppers already know: When a price climbs up, it’s slow to let go.

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Verse 3

Out where deserts breathe, the airbase filled with wings, Jordan’s runways humming with metallic things. From Qatar came the buses, soldiers rolling out, Back at home, House leaders voiced a constitutional shout: No strike without a vote, that’s the promise we keep. But after the court’s rebuke, the hawks don’t sleep. Experts say domestic fires can push a hand to flame, And somewhere east of sunrise, Iran hears its name.

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Chorus

Hold on, the world is loud tonight, Courts draw borders, storms draw white. But we still find our way by the faintest light, Through war drums, headlines, and a silver flight. Hold on, even when the ground won’t stay, We’re stitched by truth, we’re built to sway, And somewhere past the noise, a better day.


Verse 4

Across the sea, a palace door opened on a shock, Andrew Mountbatten-Windsor faced the ticking clock. Arrested on his birthday, for power used and sold, Trade secrets in the shadows, a story long and cold. Released before the dark, but questions still remain, The King said let the law proceed, no shelter from the rain. First time in centuries the crown felt that weight, The Giuffres said their hearts rose, justice can’t be late.

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Verse 5

Down in Houston’s hush, four names breathe the same air: Reid Wiseman, Victor Glover, Christina Koch, Jeremy Hansen there. Firsts on their shoulders—Black, woman, flag from beyond our shore— A Moon once left in memory calls them to explore. The dress rehearsal sang, though helium drew a frown, They might roll the giant back, then send her up and down. Early in the coming month, if all the answers fit, We’ll watch a silver arrow write our better myth.

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Verse 6

The coast holds its breath as a nor’easter grows, A “bomb” in the barometer, the kind New England knows. New Jersey to Long Island, the warnings paint the sky, New York’s streets and shorelines brace for tides that climb high. Governors raise the flag, the city opens doors, Warming rooms and cots await the cold and poor. Winds that bend the bridges, snow that swallows sound, The mayor says this time could press us to the ground.

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Final Chorus

Hold on, the world is loud tonight, Courts draw borders, storms draw white. But rockets warm their engines, aiming past our sight, And neighbors light the windows in the longest night. Hold on, through thunder, scandal, ice, and war, We lean into each other, we remember what it’s for— Now strike the match, let the countdown roar, We rise, we rise—then lift and soar.

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