I don’t listen like I used to I don’t wait for the song I hear a little piece of something And my head carries it on That bassline Needs a different drum That voice there Needs somewhere to run That little noise That somebody made Could be the beginning Of a record we haven’t played I’m standing in a shop And there’s music in the ceiling Somebody’s talking over there And suddenly I’m hearing A rhythm in the sentence A melody in the tone A photograph in the corner That could become a world of its own I Shazam the song Not because I want the song I wanna know what it is So I can find out where it belongs Radio in the kitchen Radio in the hall Different little pieces Coming through the walls I don’t need the whole thing Just give me one sound My brain will take it somewhere And turn the whole thing around SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM I hear it I make it I break it apart SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM The world makes the noise And I give it a heart SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM No rules No walls No end I listen to everything And everything becomes a friend Everything becomes a friend Everything becomes a friend Waiting room conversation Two people talking low I don’t even need the subject My brain just wants the flow A sentence becomes a chorus A pause becomes a break A cough becomes percussion A mistake becomes a take News on the television Something happened somewhere Everybody has an opinion And I’m already building layers Not trying to solve the story Not trying to change the scene Just hearing little fragments And imagining what they could mean A face becomes a character A street becomes a frame A broken sign becomes the title A stranger becomes a name A shadow becomes the artwork A photograph becomes the start Then suddenly there’s movement And the picture comes apart SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM I hear it I make it I break it apart SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM The world makes the noise And I give it a heart SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM No rules No walls No end I listen to everything And everything becomes a friend Did you hear that? Did you hear that? Listen Listen There’s something in the noise A door closes A bus goes past Somebody laughs A radio crackles Footsteps Rain Keys Voices Bass Breath Silence That’s where I hear it I used to listen to music Now I listen to the world Every sound is a doorway Every noise can unfurl I don’t know where it’s going And I don’t need to know I just follow what I’m hearing And I let the fucking thing grow SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM I hear it I make it I set it free SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM Everything I hear Can become part of me SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM From the radio to the street From the words of a stranger To the rhythm of my feet SUNO IS AUDIBLE FREEDOM Turn it up Let it run I don’t know what I’m hearing But my brain says MAKE IT ONE Make it one Make it one Make it one I’m not listening
