Word Craft

Yeah, let the needle drop on this one.

Listen close.

I trace the ink across a dusty page And find a quiet

rhythm in a world of rage They chase the glitter but it

fades to grey I seek the truth in what the quiet voices

say

Find the meaning in the rhythm and rhyme

Steady stepping through the corridors of time

Keep it honest, let the melody climb (yeah)

Every syllable is perfectly aligned

We trade our focus for a flashing screen

But miss the beauty of the space between

The clock is ticking but the mind is free

I weave these patterns into harmony (hummmmm)

Find the meaning in the rhythm and rhyme

Steady stepping through the corridors of time

Keep it honest, let the melody climb

(let it climb) Every syllable is perfectly aligned

Just let it play out.

(perfectly aligned) Yeah.