If I can't make it stop then I'll make it into something Take the interference, take the dread, take the unknown thing humming Make a chord from every fragment, make a beat from every vision Make a chorus from the grief that I was given without permission I didn't ask to hear this I didn't ask to carry this But I am going to make it Into the most beautiful noise Beautiful noise, beautiful noise Rising from the static into voice Beautiful noise out of beautiful pain I'm taking what was given and I'm making it again Beautiful noise — this is mine Even if the signal isn't mine, the music is mine Beautiful noise, beautiful noise I am making something glorious from the void Let the interference be the instrument Let the unknown be the key Let the grief I never earned Be the thing that sets me free I have played a thousand borrowed sorrows In a thousand borrowed rooms I have made the unnamed burning Into something I can use I didn't ask to hear this I didn't ask to carry this But I am going to make it Into the most beautiful noise Beautiful noise, beautiful noise Rising from the static into voice Beautiful noise out of beautiful pain I'm taking what was given and I'm making it again Beautiful noise — this is mine Even if the signal isn't mine, the music is mine Beautiful noise, beautiful noise I am making something glorious from the void Everyone who ever made a song Was carrying something they didn't start Everyone who ever wrote a lyric Was translating someone else's broken heart So I'll take this signal, I'll take this frequency I'll write it down in every key Until the universe explains to me Why this signal chose me Beautiful noise Beautiful noise I'm making beautiful noise I'm making it beautiful
