The Sourdough Script

[Intro]
[Verse]
The clock strikes four on Miller’s Lane
Washing off the flour stain
The radio plays a low-fi beat
While we work on tired feet
The sourdough is bubbling slow
In the heat of the oven glow
[Verse]
I got a pencil behind my ear
Writing words they need to hear
“Stand together, side by side”
Nowhere for the truth to hide
Slipped the note inside the fold
Better than a pot of gold
[Chorus]
Oh, can you hear the sound?
The spirit underground
There’s a fire in the grain
Breaking every heavy chain
We are more than just a name
Feeding on a shared flame
When the loaf is torn apart
You’ll find a piece of every heart
[Verse]
Gave a boule to the driver Dan
The hardest working union man
He saw the ink beneath the crust
A little sign of holy trust
He’ll pass it to the grocery line
Brother, everything is fine
[Chorus]
Oh, can you hear the sound?
The spirit underground
There’s a fire in the grain
Breaking every heavy chain
We are more than just a name
Feeding on a shared flame
When the loaf is torn apart
You’ll find a piece of every heart
[Instrumental Build]
(The fiddle starts a mournful trill)
(The acoustic guitar strums harder now)
(The walking bass finds the groove)
(The brushed snare turns to a heavy beat)
(The electric guitar begins to growl)
(The crowd begins to stomp and clap)
[Mass Singalong Chorus]
Oh, can you hear the sound?
The spirit underground
There’s a fire in the grain
Breaking every heavy chain
We are more than just a name
Feeding on a shared flame
When the loaf is torn apart
You’ll find a piece of every heart
[Finale]
The dough is rising in the pan
Make a stand while you can
The yeast is strong, the ink is wet
We haven't seen the best part yet
[Outro]