Beat Slang

(check,

yeah)

Started with a pen and a blank page

Walking through the cold in a quiet phase No shortcuts,

just the long road home Building up a kingdom on a cobblestone (yeah)

We keep it moving when the rain comes down

Another shadow walking through this town

We rise above the noise,

we clear the air

We find a way when there is nothing there

(we find a way)

Every single line is a blueprint made Underneath the arches where the

memories fade Keeping up the pace,

never look behind

Just another rhythm in a steady mind

(hold up, listen)

We

keep it moving when the rain comes down

Another shadow walking through this town

We rise above the noise,

we clear the air

We find a way when there is nothing there

(yeah,

we find a way)

Just another rhythm... (yeah,

signing off)