Verse 1:
It’s Friday night, up on the mountaintop,
Dojo doors creak, the tension never stops.
Master and student, clash in the morn,
Voices like thunder, while the storm is born.
Hook:
Wisdom in the storm, lessons in the night,
Ego and pride, who’s wrong, who’s right?
Gain and loss, intertwined like a thread,
Master and student, where the path is led.
Verse 2:
Student’s ready, world in his sights,
Master holds tight, through the endless nights.
Rain’s pouring down, city sounds collide,
To an outsider, it’s a war inside.
Bridge:
Hand on the sword, master’s rage,
Moment of stillness, turn the page.
Clarity hits, in the silence they find,
Wisdom’s a journey, heart and mind.
Hook:
Wisdom in the storm, lessons in the night,
Ego and pride, who’s wrong, who’s right?
Gain and loss, intertwined like a thread,
Master and student, where the path is led.
Verse 3:
Master kneels, blade in hand, blood drawn,
Student’s silhouette, walking with the dawn.
Sadness and pride, mixed in the heart,
Unspoken words, as the student departs.
Breakdown:
Deep reflections, in the light of day,
Student’s gift, in the words they say.
Both sides teaching, as the seasons turn,
In the storm’s eye, where the lessons burn.
Hook:
Wisdom in the storm, lessons in the night,
Ego and pride, who’s wrong, who’s right?
Gain and loss, intertwined like a thread,
Master and student, where the path is led.
Verse 4:
Master’s mind, a student’s role,
Life’s the teacher, in the storm’s control.
Two-way dynamic, in the game we play,
Lessons in the moments, every single day.
Outro:
Who’s right, who’s wrong, just perspective’s view,
Life’s the storm, teaching me and you.
With wisdom and time, see the whole design,
In the heart of the storm, true wisdom shines.
Jatinder Palaha - https://www.jatinderpalaha.com