[Mood: Somber] [Energy: Low, building] [Atmosphere: candlelit chamber, shuttered room, pre-dawn dread] [Male Vocal] [No AutoTune] [Intro | sparse piano | cello drone | room reverb | distant wind] [Whisper] This must be the right way (this must be the right way) [Verse 1 | spoken-sung baritone | brushed drums | baritone guitar | close vocal] [Vulnerable] This maze of emotional pornography Leads me by the nose To heights of fantasy Far removed From my cold and lonely bed I never learned How to ask the time of day And no one would have told me (no one would have told me) [Verse 2 | darker chamber rock | cello counterline | low piano | tape-saturated] [Spoken word verse] Mine is a strange kind of photography Capturing memories Of orgasms and death throes I whet the blade Before it’s proved I find it as dull As my medicated head Which has lost The patience to pray And every dream Of being free [Pre-Chorus | emotional build-up | rising cello | brushed cymbal swell | room reverb] [Melancholic] I don’t mean to wince and whine But I was promised rapture A day when the Devil Would lose his bet And the universe Would at last be kind [Vulnerable] Gone the pain Gone the ache Gone the itch Gone the sweet The sour The hot The bland [Chorus | fragile sung hook | low harmonies | chamber rock lift | wide reverb] [Vulnerable] This must be the right way This must be the right way I was promised rapture But dawn keeps finding me This must be the right way This must be the right way I keep my hands from trembling And call it being free (this must be the right way) [Interlude | cello response | soft piano | distant wind | room reverb] [Breakdown | sparse instrumentation | filtered vocal | muted piano | cello drone] [Spoken word] All that remains Is the muted haze Stopping the cut Before it bleeds Maintaining all The copyrights And pretending I’m not getting old [Whisper] Not getting old Not getting old [Final Chorus | emotional release | stacked low harmonies | cello swell | full chamber band] [Vulnerable] This must be the right way This must be the right way I was promised rapture But dawn keeps finding me Gone the pain Gone the ache Gone the itch Gone the prayer That lived in me This must be the right way This must be the right way I might lie to myself forever Or maybe wake up and greet the sun [Outro | fade out | soft piano | dawn ambience | distant wind] [Whisper] This must be the right way (greet the sun) Or maybe wake up and greet the sun
