[Intro] A free-form melody emerges from the chaos (Trumpet solo) [Verse] Notes dance randomly, yet in harmony Each instrument tells a tale of disorder In the midst of chaos, a rhythm is born Melodies intertwine, stories are worn [Chorus] Chaos in melody, where notes collide Creating beauty in the darkest tide Free-form jazz, where order resides In the heart of chaos, we find our stride [Inter/solo] (Guitar solo) [Outro] As chaos subsides, the melody prevails (Jazz ensemble unison) [Ending] (Amplified silence)