# Call of the Music ## Verse 1 There you were Between the colour and the light Across the room Moving slowly through the night I heard a sound I couldn't place or understand Then every beat Was somehow leading to your hands ## Pre-Chorus Calling, calling Echoes through my head Every beat keeps turning Back to what you said Closer, closer Till there's nothing left to prove The night is speaking And all we have to do is move ## Chorus **Hear the call of the music Let it pull you in Hear the call of the music Feel it underneath your skin** **Raise your voice Let it rise Turn the dark to electric light When the whole room starts to move Answer the call of the music** ## Verse 2 There we were A thousand faces in the crowd No need for words The rhythm said them all out loud Step by step The distance disappeared somehow And every sound Was bringing me back to you now ## Pre-Chorus Calling, calling Echoes through my head Every beat keeps turning Back to what you said Higher, higher Till the room becomes the sky The music finds us And we don't have to ask it why ## Chorus **Hear the call of the music Let it pull you in Hear the call of the music Feel it underneath your skin** **Raise your voice Let it rise Turn the dark to electric light When the whole room starts to move Answer the call of the music** ## Bridge Calling Calling Echoes through my head One beat One room One moment that we share Calling Calling No looking back tonight Let the bass roll Let the lights glow Let the feeling come alive ## Final Chorus **HEAR THE CALL OF THE MUSIC LET IT PULL YOU IN HEAR THE CALL OF THE MUSIC FEEL IT UNDERNEATH YOUR SKIN** **RAISE YOUR VOICE LET IT RISE TURN THE DARK TO ELECTRIC LIGHT WHEN THE WHOLE ROOM STARTS TO MOVE ANSWER THE CALL OF THE MUSIC** Calling, calling Echoes through my head **Answer the call Of the music** [( bright melodic bass punchy acoustic drums chugging cellos phased rhythm guitar piano accents large violin/viola section stacked male harmonies occasional vocoder colouring analog synth transitions Don't make the strings a pad. They should behave like another rhythm instrument in the verses, then become cinematic in the chorus. The production arc should be: playful → expanding → theatrical → cosmic )].
