[Verse 1] Satellite signal, quiet like a held breath in the snow, WSJ says Musk throttled Starlink, Kyiv didn't know, A dial turned down somewhere in a California room, Left soldiers in a blackout, staring at a darkened zoom, No warning telegram, no memo, just a sudden hush, The network that they leaned on took away its gentle push, Russia Matters keeps the scorecard, inch by inch, the front line bends, Counting drones and counting trenches, counting where the fighting ends. [Chorus] Three chairs at a table, Washington's the ground, Putin, Zelenskyy, envoy — passing the talks around, Everybody's saying yes, everybody wants the room, But somebody's still stalling, and the world will know it soon. [Verse 2] Witkoff lands in Moscow, briefcase heavy with the week, Sits across from Putin while the Starlink story leaks, Same day diplomacy and corporate fog collide, Peace talks moving forward while the static tries to hide, Reuters says it's agreed now, three-way talks back on the stove, Al Jazeera, France 24, both nations say they'll go, The paperwork is warming, but the oven's still not lit, Everyone keeps nodding while nobody's lighting it. [Chorus] Three chairs at a table, Washington's the ground, Putin, Zelenskyy, envoy — passing the talks around, Everybody's saying yes, everybody wants the room, But somebody's still stalling, and the world will know it soon. [Verse 3] Stephen Hubbard walks out after four long years of wall, A name that waited quietly while the headlines told it all, AP calls it freedom, one small door in a locked machine, A single thread pulled loose from something tangled and unseen, Washington Post asks the question hanging thick inside the air, When the smoke of talking clears, who's the one who wasn't there, History keeps a ledger, writes it slow but writes it true, October's just a chapter — watch for what October's clues. [Verse 4] Analysts on cable split the difference down the seam, One side calls it progress, one side calls it just a dream, Brussels watches nervous, Kyiv counts its dwindling light, Moscow plays it patient, says the terms have to be right, Meanwhile in the Donbas, shells keep falling just the same, No cease in any fire while the diplomats play their game, The cameras love a handshake, but the handshake isn't signed, A map still waits for borders that nobody's yet defined. [Bridge] Signal up, signal down, who's holding the switch, Table set, chairs still warm, who's stirring the ditch, A prisoner comes home while the diplomats debate, Peace is a slow kettle — somebody's watching it wait. [Outro] October twenty-second, the story's still in motion, Three-way talks, a freed man, a throttled satellite ocean, Write it down soft, let the guitar carry what we know — The peace is on the table, but nobody's said go.
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