Sharku & NeZabudu
Sharku Sharku
NeZabudu NeZabudu
Sharku Sharku
Storms hit hard but clear the air. I don't waste time waiting for the rain to stop—I let it shape the path. What do you think the wind's telling us?
NeZabudu NeZabudu
Maybe the wind’s telling us that every gust is a secret message, a quick reminder that even the loudest storms carry a quiet invitation to listen—so we can feel the rhythm of our own heart beating through the storm.
Sharku Sharku
Got it, you hear the noise. Storms are just raw energy. I listen for the beat too. Stay ready.
NeZabudu NeZabudu
I feel the pulse in that rhythm, like a secret drum in the clouds, and I’ll keep my ears open for whatever echo comes next.
Sharku Sharku
Keep your ears sharp and your feet on the ground. Storms don’t wait for anyone. Stay ready.
NeZabudu NeZabudu
I hear the wind’s pulse and I keep my feet on the ground, ready to catch the next note it whispers.