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Beam. Indie rock

(Verse 1) One, two, three, four—the fifth is a spark, A sudden gold flicker inside of the dark. I’m running the line just through the heat, Feeling the pulse of the earth in my feet. You built this tower to reach for the sun, And now, at last, the climb has begun. It’s an invitation, a luster on skin— Open the windows and let the wind in. (Chorus) And I’m rising on the beam’s edge, Looking out past the garden ledge. The colors are blending into gold, I’m breaking the patterns I used to hold. Yeah, it’s a brand-new start, a new brand-new start. (Verse 2) The plane tree’s fluff is flying in the springtime glow, Giving white to the pavement down below. I look in your eyes and I don’t see a friend— A problem I don’t know quite how to mend. We moved the furniture to make some space For quiet light falling all over the place. And though I’m unsure what I want, all the same, I whisper “yes” and hold in mind your name. (Chorus) And I’m rising on the beam’s edge, Looking out past the garden ledge. The colors are blending into gold, I’m breaking the patterns I used to hold. Yeah, it’s a brand-new start, a new brand-new start. (Bridge) I hit the surface and feel my release, In the wide, open blue, I indulge my caprice. The pleasure is lifting, the perfume is sweet, I dive in your depths from a front-row seat. I follow my wishes into the clear, With nothing to hide and nothing to fear. (Verse 3) Pale, smooth skin and a heart full of bells, Ringing out secrets the voice never tells. We’re tempting desire, we’re surfing the flow, With miles of beautiful fervor below. My eyes are wide open, my spirit is light, I’ve left all the heavy back in the night. One, two, three, four—the fifth is a prayer, I’m floating on nothing. I’m finally there. (Outro) And I’m rising on the beam’s edge, Looking out past the garden ledge. The colors are blending into gold, I’m breaking the patterns I used to hold. Yeah, it’s a brand-new start, a new brand-new start. Wake... The colors are waiting. Wake... It’s beautiful up here. Wake... It’s nothing to hide and nothing. Wake... It’s nothing to fear.