Cut the feed
Leave the meter running
Hold that grin
I came with my own timing

You tried to sell me a cleaner name
With the corners sanded down
Put my laugh in a little glass case
Said “Look who’s stable now”

I don’t fit in your easy chart
I don’t land on command
There’s a tune in my crooked part
You don’t understand

Don’t fix the bend
Don’t mute the spark
I keep my rhythm
Off the mark

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Your golden rule came overdressed
And talked like a magazine
I poured black coffee on the test
Made the paper sing

You said “Be calm be useful now”
I said “Nice little cage”
Then I took my pulse off your clock
And rewrote the page

Don’t trim the heat
Don’t square the sound
I keep my rhythm
Upside down

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Left right
Too bright
Low kick
Uptight

Turn snap
Come back
One more
Off-track

I was never built for your manual
Never born for a numbered lane
Every time you label the motion
Something loose begins to play

Let the clean ones keep their answers
Let the smooth ones win the floor
I have trouble in my timing
And it always asks for more

No default setting
I tune my own voltage
No default setting
I move when the bass gets bold

You want me simple
You want me folded
I’m not the version
That does what it’s told

No default setting
No clean reset
I’m better when I don’t behave yet

Cut the feed
Leave it running
No default
I’m still coming

Feel the ground as it trembles underfoot
Steps are getting faster now I know I never should
See the tide as it pulls me out to sea
Waves are getting higher but it’s where I wanna be
Liberate

Feel the ground as it trembles underfoot
Steps are getting faster now I know I never should
See the tide as it pulls me out to sea
Waves are getting higher but it’s where I wanna be
Liberate

Liberate
Liberate
Liberate
Liberate

Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Once you leap there's no turning back
Take the dive
Once you leap there's no turning back
Take the dive

Feel the ground as it trembles underfoot
Steps are getting faster now I know I never should
See the tide as it pulls me out to sea
Waves are getting higher but it’s where I wanna be
Liberate

Liberate
Liberate

Wasn't long ago I tried to change for ya
But my spirit wouldn't bend
So I clipped your wings and your balloon burst
And now you're back again

You came like a lamb and left like a lion
Couldn't stick to the deal
But my pencil-thin skin has thickened since then
I don't care how you feel

You called my bluff and left me stranded
Like a lighthouse with no light
So I sent up a flare
And I was saved
Now I don't care if you care

You came like a lamb and left like a lion
Couldn't stick to the deal
But my pencil-thin skin has thickened since then
I don't care how you feel

Now I don't care if you care

You came like a lamb and left like a lion
Couldn't stick to the deal
But my pencil-thin skin has thickened since then
I don't care how you feel

At seven the glass doors learn the street by name
sale tags turn slowly in the conditioned air
someone leaves a blue scarf folded out of place
and the mirror keeps pretending not to stare

A clerk counts coins like small weather
one by one into a paper tray
the fitting rooms exhale together
as the weekday loosens its display

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

Perfume cards sleep beside the counter
shoes line up like they know the floor
outside taxis change their colors
inside no one needs to want more

A coat on a hanger turns human
for a second in the corner light
I almost ask it where it's going
then I let it keep the night

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

Not every song should chase the ceiling
not every room should ask for rain
some evenings only need a rhythm
folded neatly with a name

Keep the low lamps on
let the room breathe out
there is music in the ordinary
when the hurry thins around
Soft returns quiet shelves
hands on fabric nothing else
after seven after seven
we move lightly through ourselves

The last receipt curls by the drawer
one small moon on the floor
after seven after seven
nothing asks to be more

Gary’s got a corkboard on the bedroom wall
Red strings running from the big to the small
Says the moon’s a movie on a giant screen
“NASA hired Stanley back in ‘69” he’s keen

Won’t eat cereal with a barcode line
Reads expiration dates like secret signs
Says the pigeons blink in binary
Then whispers “Buddy… they’re watching me”

Every answer needs another question
Every fact becomes a new obsession

Wake up Gary what did you find?
Another secret hidden in your mind?
Lizard kings and laser skies
Birds with government eyes
Wake up Gary take a day off please
Not everything’s a global mystery
Maybe life is just… okay
But don’t tell Gary anyway

He says Elvis orders food at night
Bigfoot’s blurry on purpose right?
Paul was switched back in ‘64
“Look at the eyebrows!” — he’s got thirty more

Area Fifty-One’s a holiday camp
Atlantis powers every desk lamp
Chemtrails spell my middle name
And squirrels? “Yeah… they’re in the game”

Every headline proves his theory
Coffee makes him documentary

Wake up Gary what did you find?
Another secret hidden in your mind?
Lizard kings and laser skies
Birds with government eyes
Wake up Gary take a day off please
Not everything’s a global mystery
Maybe life is just… okay
But don’t tell Gary anyway

Yesterday he called at half past two
Said “I’ve got something huge for you!”
I held my breath… this must be big…

“They changed the shape… of Pringles lids”

…

He wasn’t joking

Wake up Gary what did you find?
Another rabbit hole to pass the time?
Flat Earth aliens secret files
He can talk for seventeen miles
Wake up Gary you’re one of a kind
You make conspiracy sound sublime
If the truth comes out one day
We’ll let Gary say “I told you mate!”

You moved like silence
Through a city I never named
I watched you from behind my eyes
But you never turned again

You whispered through closed doors
I answered with my breath
Some things are born too quiet
To survive the weight of steps

Time doesn’t fold it floats
Like fabric on your hands
We never chose this ending
We just… ran out of plans

If I find you again
Would you know who I became?
All that sand between our feet
Can’t hold the same name

You left your scarf on my chair
Cheap red thread and summer air
I still fold it by the door
Like you might come back for more

And I know I know
It was never clean
But your name
Still shakes the seams

Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade

Bus stop rain on your shoes
You laughed like you had bad news
In the park under the trees
You said "Don't make a promise to me"

And I know I know
We were shaking hard
Two wild hearts
In a borrowed car

Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade

Now the corner store's closed early
The peach gum on your sleeve still hurts me
If I call would you hear my voice?
Or just the noise just the noise

Paper cup summer
You still taste like that
Paper cup summer
Gone fast came back
I keep one small match
For the dark you made
Paper cup summer
Won't fade won't fade

Days stack up without asking
Deadlines talk before we do
Small mistakes grow teeth quickly
When you’re trying to stay true

Plans bend out of their own shape
Words land wrong then multiply
Nothing ends nothing settles
We just learn what to deny

I’m tired of fixing the timing
Tired of reading every sign
We keep choosing what sounds easy
Then we pay for it in time

Life feels heavy in small ways
Not enough to make a sound
Love gets stuck in explanations
That keep going in a round
We don’t break we just tangle
Try to pull without a map
Every day asks something different
And never tells us where to stand

Conversations turn to tactics
Every pause becomes a test
Saying less feels safer lately
Even when we mean our best

We trade honesty for balance
Call it calm but feel the cost
Nothing wrong with wanting steady
Just don’t lose what made us talk

We don’t need another answer
We don’t need to win the night
I just want a moment quiet
Where the pressure drops its bite

Life feels heavy in small ways
It adds up before we know
Love gets lost in fine decisions
We were never meant to solve
We don’t fall we just circle
Looking for a cleaner path
Every day asks something different
And leaves the rest to us

Maybe this is how it happens
Not dramatic not fast
Just the weight of daily choosing
Stacked against the past

Life feels heavy in small ways
But it’s still the one we take
Love is work without instructions
That we learn by what we break
We don’t fix it all tonight
We don’t need to understand
We just stay inside the motion
Doing what we can

Tomorrow’s already forming
Before we get some rest
I don’t need it to be simple
I just need it to be honest

You gotta get up now
And take a breath
There's no stopping
No slowing
Until the day of your death
It's a rollercoaster
A crash
A fall from grace
A 180 turnaround
A miracle
And it's in your face

Just open your eyes
And look around

You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly

You can take it
You can leave it
The choice is yours
You can believe it
You can be it
You can be sure
It's a highway
It's a journey
A road unpaved
It's your life
It's your turn
And it's calling your name

Just open your eyes
And look around

You get one more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly
One more day
One more night
One more chance to make it right
One more dream
One more life
One more shot to fly

I found it in a Sunday ad
Between a sofa and a wedding band
“Barely used no questions asked”
The seller wore a borrowed name

He said it worked on jealous hearts
On hotel clerks and parking guards
I paid in cash he wished me luck
Then vanished before the light changed

I practiced every detail
The hour the street the rain
But truth has lousy manners
It keeps interrupting names

I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine

I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine

I said the train was running late
You knew that line from ’98
I blamed a man I’d never met
You said “At least invent him well”

I moved the evening half an hour
Changed the bar replaced the car
By then the lie had better shoes
And more ambition than the truth

I gave it dates and weather
A witness and a scar
You watched me build the ceiling
Then asked where the foundations are

I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me twice
Now every version sounds like mine

I bought a secondhand alibi
With someone else’s reasons inside
The story held the timing died
Now every version sounds like mine

Mine on Monday
Mine by five
Mine when I need
Someone else to survive

The seller called at 2:13
Said “That excuse belongs to me”
I told him he could have it back
He laughed and said “You made it yours”

You poured your drink into the sink
Not angry almost entertained
You said “The worst part isn’t this
It’s how rehearsed you look in pain”

So here’s the part I didn’t buy
No clever date no useful guy
I stayed because I liked the risk
I left because you noticed it

No missing train no broken phone
No nameless friend to take the blame
I wanted two incompatible things
And called confusion by your name

I bought a secondhand alibi
Cheap enough to fit my life
It worked until you asked me why
Now every version sounds like mine

I bought a secondhand alibi
But guilt was never in the price
Keep the story keep the night
Every version sounds like mine

The truth was sitting in the car
Patient as an unpaid fare
I opened up the passenger door
It said “You took your time”

I saw your face in the glass rain
Sliding down the window line
City lights were losing color
But your shadow still found mine

You said nothing lasts forever
Like forever was a crime
I kept counting every silence
Like it might give back the time

We don't have to call it love
We don't have to name the fire
Just stay close enough tonight
To feel the wire

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

I'll be moving through the glass rain
With your heartbeat in the floor
Every street becomes an ocean
Every door becomes your door

We were never made for answers
Only signals in the dark
Two lost satellites turning
Round the same electric spark

We don't have to call it love
We don't have to name the fire
Just stay close enough tonight
To feel the wire

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow

And if the night forgets us
I will still know
How your voice became the rhythm
Under everything below

If the morning takes you
Let it take you slow
Leave a little echo
Where the blue lights glow