[Verse 1] [Instrumentation: Just a ticking, sharp snare rim-click and a clean, staccato guitar riff.] Get up. [pause] Get up. [pause] Get up—it’s all right. We just. Gotta keep. It. Moving. So on your feet let's go, alright... [Instruments drop out completely for a split second] Sitting here with a J... and an empty brain. [Bass guitar drops in heavy and fuzzy] Trying to escape the premises. All of these thoughts in my mind seem... so... plain. Just the illusion of a promise... that we made To ourselves... yesterday. [Pre-Chorus] [Instrumentation: Drums pull back into a spacious, echoing beat. Sing with a nasal, slightly strained falsetto, elongating the vowels.] I can taste the smoke in my thro-oat. I can hear your name in the do-or. Every little lie we wro-ote. Keeps slipping to the flooo-or. [Chorus] [Instrumentation: Full band kicks in with a bouncing, upbeat but syncopated rhythm. Lead vocals are fast and clipped; backing vocals respond instantly.] [Lead:] Get-up-get-up-get-up it'sall-right! [Backing:] (Keep it moving, keep it moving) [Lead:] On-your-feet-let's go-tonight! [Backing:] (Keep it moving, keep it moving) [Lead:] Get-up-get-up-get-up it'sall-right! [Lead:] I still-feel-you in the af-ter-glow. [Backing:] (Keep it moving, keep it moving) [Lead:] We made that promise then-let-it-go. [Verse 2] [Instrumentation: Drops back down to the quiet, rhythmic guitar tappings. Sung in a hushed, spoken-word cadence.] The room. Bends slow. In the half-light. Your jacket. Still hangs. By the bed. I laugh at the shape of your goodbye... Then I circle it back in my head. Same old smoke. Same old stain. Same old cut in the plan. I was reaching... for your hand... But it turned. To. Sand. [Pre-Chorus] [Instrumentation: Spacious, open beat returns. Vocals sliding upward.] I can taste the smoke in my thro-oat. I can hear your name in the do-or. Every little lie we wro-ote. Keeps slipping to the flooo-or. [Chorus] [Instrumentation: Full bouncing rhythm section returns.] [Lead:] Get-up-get-up-get-up it'sall-right! [Backing:] (Keep it moving, keep it moving) [Lead:] On-your-feet-let's go-tonight! [Backing:] (Keep it moving, keep it moving) [Lead:] Get-up-get-up-get-up it'sall-right! [Lead:] I still-feel-you in the af-ter-glow. [Backing:] (Keep it moving, keep it moving) [Lead:] We made that promise then-let-it-go. [Bridge & Outro Climax] [Instrumentation: The music begins to build frantically, drums speeding up into a driving, chaotic rhythm. All vocal tracks now sing at the exact same time, overlapping like a round/canon.] [Lead Vocal Melodic & building:] Maybe we were never built for the long slow burn Maybe love was just a match and I was bound to learn Maybe we were never built for the long slow burn Maybe love was just a match and I was bound to learn [Backing Vocal 1 Chanting rapidly underneath the Lead:] (Get up get up get up, it's all right / keep it moving, keep it moving) (On your feet, let's go tonight / keep it moving, keep it moving) (Get up get up get up, it's all right / keep it moving, keep it moving) [Backing Vocal 2 Shouting intensely in the distance:] (Same old smoke!) (Same old stain!) (Turned to sand!) (Let it go!) [Outro Clean-Up] [Instrumentation: Explodes into a sudden wall of sound, then sharply cuts to total silence except for a single acoustic guitar thread.] [Lead; Whispered, desperate:] Reaching for your hand... But it turned to sand... Please don't go.
