Frigid Cold Storage

rap, Big anthemic country-folk ballad with female vocals; intro on clean 80s-flavored electric and warm acoustic guitar, then half-time stomp-clap groove under the rap sections, Verses spoken-sung with twangy rhythmic delivery; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and wide reverb, Subtle synth pad in the back for 80s shimmer, tom fills into each hook, final chorus lifted by key harmony ad-libs and bright guitar arpeggios, folk, female vocals, country

[Verse 1]
Aw wake, babe
Sun ain’t up yet
You’re lacing up
Still sore from yesterday
Know you work them
Eighty-hour weeks
Just to be exhausted
At the end of every day

The strain in those eyes
I can see it on screen
The pain in those eyes
Through a busted-up dream
Long nights
In that frigid cold storage
Loading up semis
Like you carrying the whole world

[Chorus]
You’re out there in the frigid cold storage
Building those muscles, building that courage
Frost on your breath, but your heart runs warm
You’re the quiet kind of brave in the eye of the storm
Loving me from all that distance, yeah, we still find a way
Never touched but yet we obey
Every promise that we made that day

[Verse 2]
Steel toes, blue jeans
Barcode on the crate
Clock in, clock out
Just you and the weight
Hands raw, back tight
But you still send a text
“Love you, be right
Back when I cash this check” (mm)

Every mile between us
Just another small town
Every night that you’re working
I refuse to back down
We been learning how to hold
What we can’t hold yet
Two hearts
In a long-haul silhouette

[Bridge]
Rap it out, babe, I see you in my mind
Pallet by pallet, you’re fighting for our time
Every box you lift, that’s a brick in our place
Every long night’s gonna light up our space

You got ice on your lashes, fire in your chest
You say you ain’t special, but you’re doing your best
And I’m counting down hours till the work boots fade
Till your hands hold mine instead of that weight (hey)

[Outro]
Aw wake, babe
I’ll be right here
When the long week’s over
Bring your tired heart near

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[Verse 1] Aw wake, babe Sun ain’t up yet You’re lacing up Still sore from yesterday Know you work them Eighty-hour weeks Just to be exhausted At the end of every day The strain in those eyes I can see it on screen The pain in those eyes Through a busted-up dream Long nights In that frigid cold storage Loading up semis Like you carrying the whole world [Chorus] You’re out there in the frigid cold storage Building those muscles, building that courage Frost on your breath, but your heart runs warm You’re the quiet kind of brave in the eye of the storm Loving me from all that distance, yeah, we still find a way Never touched but yet we obey Every promise that we made that day [Verse 2] Steel toes, blue jeans Barcode on the crate Clock in, clock out Just you and the weight Hands raw, back tight But you still send a text “Love you, be right Back when I cash this check” (mm) Every mile between us Just another small town Every night that you’re working I refuse to back down We been learning how to hold What we can’t hold yet Two hearts In a long-haul silhouette [Chorus] You’re out there in the frigid cold storage Building those muscles, building that courage Frost on your breath, but your heart runs warm You’re the quiet kind of brave in the eye of the storm Loving me from all that distance, yeah, we still find a way Never touched but yet we obey Every promise that we made that day [Bridge] Rap it out, babe, I see you in my mind Pallet by pallet, you’re fighting for our time Every box you lift, that’s a brick in our place Every long night’s gonna light up our space You got ice on your lashes, fire in your chest You say you ain’t special, but you’re doing your best And I’m counting down hours till the work boots fade Till your hands hold mine instead of that weight (hey) [Chorus] You’re out there in the frigid cold storage Building those muscles, building that courage Frost on your breath, but your heart runs warm You’re the quiet kind of brave in the eye of the storm Loving me from all that distance, yeah, we still find a way Never touched but yet we obey Every promise that we made that day [Outro] Aw wake, babe I’ll be right here When the long week’s over Bring your tired heart near

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