The Older I get

[Verse 1] I remember being younger, bold and barely twenty-one Building my whole kingdom on a breath of hopeful air... But the pages stayed so empty, and the boat stayed on the shore And I learned the talk is cheaper... ​[Build-up: heavy kick, fast hi-hats, snare roll, synth riser] Cheaper... cheaper... The more that I... MORE THAT I... THE OLDER I GET, THE MORE I— [Beat Drop] ​[Chorus: massive euphoric supersaw synths, driving bass] 'Cause the older I get, the more I understand The real work gets done with a QUIET HAND! Every word you spend is power slipping through the sand The real work gets done with a QUIET HAND! ​[Verse 2: driving beat, pulsing synth arpeggio] Know a guy who's got a shell up on some blocks A promise to the future that is looking mighty faint... His neighbor's in the garage, you never hear him speak Then one morning there's a rumble that shakes you to the bone... ​[Build-up: intense snare roll, synth riser, claps] Shakes you... to the bone... ONE MAN BUILT A LEGEND... BUILT A LEGEND... LEGEND! [Beat Drop] ​[Chorus: epic supersaw synths, electric guitar riff] 'Cause the older I get, the more I understand The real work gets done with a QUIET HAND! Every word you spend is power slipping through the sand The real work gets done with a QUIET HAND! ​[Bridge: atmospheric pads and soft piano only] The applause for the idea... is a siren's gentle song... It's a counterfeit reward... You traded in the hammer for a finely spoken word... ​[Final Drop: euphoric synths, full energy] WITH A QUIET HAND! [Synth Melody] WITH A QUIET HAND! ​[Outro: piano and atmospheric pads fade out] [echoing vocal] ...the thing I finally... do... do... do...