Campfire Demigods

[Verse 1]
We came here with broken stories
Half a legend
Half alone
Ink-stained maps and busted armor
Looking for a place to go
You had lightning in your laughter
I had earthquakes in my hands
Somehow all these shattered pieces
Fit together when we stand
[Chorus]
We’re making a home under the gods
Right here in the dust and pines
A camp full of crazy
Blessed and flawed
Still we hold the battle line
We are the clash
We are the calm
Shields and scars and borrowed blood
Misfits
Monsters
Daughters
Sons
One loud
Unshaken
Family under the gods (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You stitch up the midnight panic
With a joke and crooked grin
You can smell a storm from miles
I can hear the monsters sing
Trading hand-me-down prophecies
For a bunk and wooden sword
We don’t bow
We don’t break easy
But we fight for something more
[Chorus]
We’re making a home under the gods
Right here in the dust and pines
A camp full of crazy
Blessed and flawed
Still we hold the battle line
We are the clash
We are the calm
Shields and scars and borrowed blood
Misfits
Monsters
Daughters
Sons
One loud
Unshaken
Family under the gods (oh-oh-oh)
[Bridge]
When the sky splits open
And the old wars wake
We link arms tighter
Let the heavens shake
If the world stops asking
Who we’re fighting for
We’ll still be singing
On this tired shore (hey!)
[Chorus]
We’re making a home under the gods
Right here in the dust and pines
A camp full of crazy
Blessed and flawed
Still we hold the battle line
We are the clash
We are the calm
Shields and scars and borrowed blood
Misfits
Monsters
Daughters
Sons
One loud
Unshaken
Family under the gods
(one loud, unshaken)
Family under the gods

Upbeat folk-pop duet with female and male vocals trading lines, brisk acoustic guitar strums, stomps and claps setting a chanty groove. Verses stay campfire-intimate with light mandolin and shaker; choruses burst into big gang vocals, floor toms, and wordless “hey” hooks. Final repeat lifts with soaring harmonies and a wide, open mix for maximum singalong energy.