Warped Accord

(shhh) I watch the grid slide out of frame

We call the constant tilt a game

Step to the left,

the floor divides (mhm)

And the signal bends inside the wire

Cold design and warm desire

Oh, let the rhythm break

Keep us awake inside the fall

Every step

we take

Is just a promise we can't call

We carve a line along the crease

We trading motion for our peace

The static hums a perfect scale (ahhh)

We won't

resolve,

we just move on

(we just move on)

Oh, let the rhythm break

Keep us awake inside the fall

Every step

we take

Is just a promise we can't call

Motion over rest

(over

and over)