[Intro] [Polyrhythmic percussion clicks, 5/4 meter] [Vocal turntablism scratch: "W-w-water... walk-walk... step!"] One, two, three, four, five. Yeah, we step above the tide. [Verse 1] Gravity dictates that a body must sink When the pressure is heavy and you're standing on the brink Of a liquid horizon, a chaotic domain Where the currents are wild and the winds are insane. But the math of the Spirit is a different design It's a non-linear leap, an asymmetrical line. Five-four time, watch the rhythm divide As the feet touch the surface and they steady the stride. In the world, of the world, but we're rising above On a vector of faith, on a frequency of love. The storm is a variable, a shifting degree But the anchor is fixed on the face of the sea. [Vocal Turntablism Scratch] "S-s-sink... no... rise... rise above!" [Chorus] Water walker, stepping on the fluid mechanics of fear Water walker, making every turbulent element clear In the middle of the deluge, but we're keeping it dry With the shore in our hearts and our eyes on the Sky. [Complex syncopated drum breakdown] [Verse 2] Every wave is an equation that we learn to resolve As the cycles of the tempest round the center revolve. We don't sink to the bottom of the cultural draft We are walking on the water, disregarding the craft. No wooden hull, just a covenant word In the roar of the gale, it's the whisper we heard. So we step, so we stride, on the crest, on the swell In the heart of the chaos, saying: All shall be well. [Outro] [Vocal turntablism fade-out: "Step... step... above... the... storm..."] [Polyrhythmic clicks slow down to a stop]
