A record turns behind my head, notes sailing overhead. Chain on chain, a sharpened crown, One hand on the mic, one reaching out. I learned the note that makes a room Lean toward the sound and start to move. Name on the sleeve, shine on the seam, Everybody wants a piece of the dream. Pay me in wonder, pay me in awe, I’ll make a kingdom out of what you saw. Coins may fall, chains may shine, But the note you carry home is mine. Pay me in wonder, spend one breath, I’ll turn that heartbeat into wealth. Stay for the song, and before it is done, You may feel something you’ll carry on. Ooh-ah... Closer now... Ooh-ah... I can sell the shirt, I can sign the name, Set every little buckle catching light. Lay the records out in rows, Still the sweetest thing is how the wanting grows. First you listen, then you lean, Then you reach for something in between. A little token, a little sign, Something from your hand placed into mine. Take the chain. Take the shine. Strip the throne down to a bassline. Stay with the note. Let it move. Give only what the song pulls loose. Pay me in wonder, pay me in awe, I’ll make a kingdom out of what you saw. Coins may fall, chains may shine, But the note you carry home is mine. Pay me in wonder, spend one breath, I’ll turn that heartbeat into wealth. Stay for the song, and before it is done, You may feel something you’ll carry on. More than you came for... Come closer. Pay me in wonder.
