Open Palm -Org

Prologue

Blank walls flicker

The start before the sound

Cracked jack hum

Boxed-light crown

Cheap screen sighs

Solder burns slow

I lean inside

Where nothing grows

Build

Bare wires twitch

Silent click cracks

Crowd is just

A sleeping stack

Echo of a room

Filtered thin

Tension creeps

Before we begin

Intro

Dirt crawl up the rail

Nobody watching

Verse 1

Floor hums low

I count the seams

Mixer bleeds

Between my hands

A laptop hiss

The room goes still

I hold the fader

Like a throat

Verse 2

Small boxes glow

Tonight they wake

Scratch a loop

Bend it small

I ride the noise

It rides me back

We slow the tape

Until it bleeds

Pre-Chorus

I am the static

I am the slip

Machine is singing

Off its script

Chorus

Keep the dial pushed

Past the red

Let the glitch

Say it instead

Tension held

In open palm

We fall apart

We come undone

Verse 3

One part drops

The other leans

The room leans in

On nothing much

A broken tone

That knows my name

I push it wild

It holds me soft

Post-Chorus

Keep the dial pushed

Past the red

Let the glitch

Say it instead

Chorus

Keep the dial pushed

Past the red

Let the glitch

Say it instead

Tension held

In open palm

We fall apart

We come undone

Bridge

(Over, under, out)

Hiss and pull

(Over, under, out)

Warm and harsh

(Over, under, out)

Hold it wrong

On purpose now

Chorus

Keep the dial pushed

Past the red

Let the glitch

Say it instead

Tension held

In open palm

We fall apart

We come undone

Verse 4

Low end shifts

A door goes shut

One box takes

A slower cut

I let the room

Decide the pace

Machine and me

Share the same face

Chorus

Keep the dial pushed

Past the red

Let the glitch

Say it instead

Tension held

In open palm

We fall apart

We come undone

Verse 5

Small room breathes

The ceiling drops

Pan it left

And let it rot

A jog wheel bites

A tiny wound

I bend the note

Into the tune

Bridge 2

(Cold, warm, cold)

Sample split

(Cold, warm, cold)

Pitch it wrong

(Cold, warm, cold)

Loose the thread

And hold on long

Chorus

Keep the dial pushed

Past the red

Let the glitch

Say it instead

Tension held

In open palm

We fall apart

We come undone

Verse 6

The mixer hums

Its own small prayer

I ride the pan

Into the air

One track slips

The other stays

A ragged pulse

That won't behave

Outro

Raw, let me

Hold the drift

Let the hum

Do the rest

Let it stutter

Let it bend

Let it fall

Let it end