[Verse 1] They bolted extra keys between the keys, A little brass mistake where no one asked. I played one note; the room said, “Please,” Then every careful measure cracked. You watched me hide my crooked hand, As if the flaw could stain the tune. But those odd notes made a doorway stand Where the old notes stopped too soon. [Pre-Chorus] So leave the ruler in its case, Let the wrong-way intervals make space. [Chorus] I’m not a broken instrument— I’m the note between the notes. Turn the strange apart into a place Where a new kind of tomorrow grows. If the melody bends, let it bend; If it stumbles, let it start again. I can make a future no old keyboard knows, With every extra key beneath my hands. [Verse 2] The neighbors called it out of tune, The tuner packed his little case. I found a chord that split the moon— No, just the ceiling, but it changed the place. You said, “That sound is yours to keep.” I said, “Then let it lead me on.” The odd keys woke the house from sleep; By morning, something new was drawn. [Bridge] Not a defect to erase, Not a mold to fit inside— Every unfamiliar place Can become a road I try. [Final Chorus] I’m not a broken instrument— I’m the note between the notes. Turn the strange apart into a place Where a new kind of tomorrow grows. If the melody bends, let it bend; If it stumbles, let it start again. I can make a future no old keyboard knows, With every extra key beneath my hands. [Outro] One more key, one more way forward; I’ll play the sound that only I can know.
