NSN - Nerve Storm Now - A Song for the Undaunted | Soulful Folk

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A Song for the Undaunted" by NSN - Nerve Storm Now, an uplifting and soulful folk anthem. This inspiring track serves as a tribute to the resilience and hope found in community and small acts of kindness during challenging times.

Drawing inspiration from the perseverance witnessed over the past decade, "A Song for the Undaunted" weaves together stories of everyday courage and determination. With its blend of acoustic guitar, piano, strings, and soaring vocals, the song builds from quiet reflection to a powerful message of collective strength. It acknowledges hardship ("the current pulls us under") but ultimately celebrates the "small boats in the darkness" carrying embers of hope towards a brighter future. This is for everyone patching the cracks, sketching futures, and holding onto that "stubborn little pilot light."


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**Lyrics:**

[Verse]
Sun paints the dust motes gold on the kitchen linoleum.
Another day unfolding, the air is still.
Like weeds cracked the pavement claiming some small piece of freedom.
We learned these new steps, against our own will.
Headlines screamed static, screens bled electric blue.
Then, sudden grace - a shared glance, a quiet word.
Someone left coffee waiting, saw some stranger through.
A flicker in the shadow, small hope overheard.

[Chorus]
Oh, the current pulls us under, then throws us back breathless.
Still, someone's patching the cracks where the old walls gave way.
This is for the gestures, small boats in the darkness.
Carrying embers glowing towards some hint of the day.
Drawn by the same map, sketched line by line.

[Verse]
Saw a teacher downtown, chalk ghosts like comets on her sleeve.
Sketching futures on blackboards, improbable green.
Heard a nurse hum low patience through the long ward's unease.
Her kindness a true bearing, sharply keen.
We found strange comfort in faces squared off on a screen.
Built nervous bridges over the canyons they dug.
Across this tired landscape, finding fragile meaning.
Between the lines of static, holding on.

[Chorus]
Oh, the current pulls us under, then throws us back breathless.
Still, someone's patching the cracks where the old walls gave way.
This is for the gestures, small boats in the darkness.
Carrying embers glowing towards some hint of the day.
Drawn by the same map, sketched line by line.

[Bridge]
Yes, the hard times etched their lines deep, no use pretending it left no trace.
The weight of ghosts, these memories like river stones we hold.
But watch us gather fragments, prospecting for grace.
That stubborn little pilot light refusing to grow cold...

[Chorus]
Oh, the current pulls us under, then throws us back breathless.
Still, someone's patching the cracks where the old walls gave way.
This is for the gestures, small boats in the darkness.
Carrying embers glowing towards some hint of the day.
Drawn by the same map, sketched line by line.

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