[Verse 1]
River’s dropped, intake runs hot,
Less cool water than the system thought.
Readings climb, circuits stall,
Supervisor scans each call.

[Verse 2]
Summer’s burn creeps into the feed,
Cooling loops shrinking with the need.
Output cut — the logs don’t lie,
When thresholds sway and watts go dry.

[Pre-Chorus]
No tremor shakes the concrete bed,
Just rising heat the lines have bled.
These loops weren’t built for volume high,
When river temps say goodbye.

[Chorus]
It’s a thermal nuclear runaway,
Where warmer rivers stage the play.
Vats of steam meet throttled drives,
While baseload hope drifts like chaff.
It’s a thermal nuclear runaway,
The grid still leans, the reactors weigh
Warm flow sealed the faulty way.

[Bridge]
No red flare lights the midnight air,
Just muted signals, looks of despair.
No meltdowns scream, no meltdown show 
Just latent failures nobody knows.

[Chorus]
It’s a thermal nuclear runaway,
Where rising flow rewrites the play.
Demands still climb, but numbers slip,
And models crack under the drip.
It’s a thermal nuclear runaway 
In cooling’s rule the system frays,
And warmer flow sealed the faulty way.

[Outro]
Raise a glass to steel and schemes,
To midnight shifts and broken dreams.
They’ll speak of baseload night and day,
But warmer flow said, “No more play.”