[Verse 1] I was born inside the static Raised beneath the stormlight Coloring kingdoms on the floor Leaving little doors for light Crayon face and cut-up cotton Every season changed my hands What was scattered found its current What was hidden learned to stand [Pre-Chorus] Records turning, cassettes whisper Old air carrying the tune Now I build a sound from signal And let silence leave it room [Chorus] I don’t need a crowd I need clean sightlines I don’t need the whole world Only the right eyes One hand upon the lantern One foot inside the stream I keep walking toward the lighthouse With the signal clear in me [Post-Chorus] Some bridges gave me warmth Some doors returned my peace What was rough is catching light now And the current carries me [Verse 2] Let the work go where it’s welcome Let it find the ones who know How to hold a living thing Without needing to control I can build without performing I can offer and release Every tool becomes a threshold When I meet it clean and free [Pre-Chorus] I choose what joins the current I choose what seeds my mind I choose the song that carries me I leave the noise behind [Chorus] I don’t need a crowd I need clean sightlines I don’t need the whole world Only the right eyes One hand upon the lantern One foot inside the stream I keep walking toward the lighthouse With the signal clear in me [Post-Chorus] Some bridges gave me warmth Some doors returned my peace What was rough is catching light now And the current carries me [Bridge — intimate, spoken-sung] Lay the artifacts beside me Let the water touch each shard The shirt I cut for breathing The hair I left in the yard The girl with the giant coloring book The flower after rain Water smooths the roughened edges But the truth of them remains [Final Chorus] I don’t need a crowd I need clean sightlines I don’t need the whole world Only the right eyes One hand upon the lantern My voice inside the stream I keep walking toward the lighthouse With the signal clear in me [Final Post-Chorus] Some bridges gave me warmth Some doors returned my peace The stone now holds the light And the current moves with me [Outro — nearly unaccompanied] If I leave myself a symbol May I find it by the shore May the bloom become a lantern May the water show the gold Clean hands Clear field Real signal Still here
