Phénomène by Rayonner

The room holds onto its voice A murmur rises... quietly Every look points the way Every gesture... a fleeting cue Footsteps hit the concrete hard A pattern takes its place Phrases drop... in fragments Then rise again... as one A current slips beneath the night Something starts to take hold A hundred eyes... the same angle The same rhythm swaying Phenomenon Phenomenon The crowd holds together Phenomenon Phenomenon It all comes back Phenomenon A shared rhythm Faces shift into view Chance leaves the frame One body against the sound The same gesture... the same purpose The light traces a code Thousands of eyes align Voices slip into the flow One word goes round... raw I watch it take shape In the echo running through A crisp beat takes over The room becomes something else Phenomenon Phenomenon The crowd holds together Phenomenon Phenomenon It all comes back Phenomenon A shared rhythm Phenomenon Phenomenon The crowd holds together Phenomenon Phenomenon It all comes back Phenomenon A shared rhythm Phenomenon