Hanging Above the Storm — A Song Inspired by Six Flags St. Louis SkyScreamer ride malfunction stranded four riders 130 feet above storm crane rescue

[Verse 1]
They stopped the wheel with the sky still moving
Four small shadows in a steel halo
Rain stood up on the edge of the county
Black clouds counting down real slow

Below them, phones made little lanterns
Below them, sirens split the fair
Somebody's hand found somebody's fingers
And held on hard to the thinning air

[Pre-Chorus]
No road, no stairs, no ground to run to
Just a bolt, a prayer, and a cable hum
When the thunder asked what fear can turn to
The whole town answered: we come

[Chorus]
Hanging above the storm
With the wind in their teeth and the night unborn
Nobody gets to choose the ladder
Nobody knows how long to be brave for
Hanging above the storm
While the crane rose slow like an iron dawn
Hold my name if the dark gets louder
Hold my hand till the ground comes back warm
Hanging above the storm

[Verse 2]
Two hours carved into every knuckle
The ride kept singing its broken hymn
A hundred feet of empty under
And weather rolling its shoulders in

The rescue lights climbed through the drizzle
The basket swayed like a second chance
One by one from the mouth of the metal
They crossed back over the broken span

[Pre-Chorus]
No wings, no script, no clean rehearsal
Just a breath you borrow and give away
When the storm leaned close like a final question
They heard the earth call out their names

[Chorus]
Hanging above the storm
With the wind in their teeth and the night unborn
Nobody gets to choose the ladder
Nobody knows how long to be brave for
Hanging above the storm
While the crane rose slow like an iron dawn
Hold my name if the dark gets louder
Hold my hand till the ground comes back warm
Hanging above the storm

[Bridge]
I have been high on a fear I did not ask for
I have watched the safe world shrink below
I have learned that rescue is a shape of patience
Steel inch by inch through rain and cold

So if you find me frozen in the weather
If the bolts give out in my chest
Do not promise me there is no danger
Just build the way back, step by step

[Final Chorus]
Hanging above the storm
With the wind in our teeth and the night unborn
Nobody gets to choose the ladder
Nobody knows how long to be brave for
Hanging above the storm
But the crane rose slow like an iron dawn
Hold my name if the dark gets louder
Hold my hand till the ground comes back warm
Hanging above the storm
Till the ground comes back warm