[Intro — low bass pulse, distant floor toms, breathing] One beat. Two feet. One heart beneath the skin. We wake to the rhythm, we move to the sound, A thousand different bodies but one pulse underground. VERSE 1 There is rhythm in the hunger, rhythm in the rain, Rhythm in the footsteps of a stranger on the train. VERSE 2 There is rhythm in desire, in the whisper and the scream, In the hands that reach for heaven, in the places we have been. PRE-CHORUS You can bury the silence, you can lock every door, But the rhythm keeps knocking like it knocked before. CHORUS This is the human rhythm, ancient, wild, and true— When the whole world stops moving, I will still move with you. [Drums intensify — toms, hand percussion, distorted bass] VERSE 3 The lovers have their rhythm, the lonely have it too, The rhythm of the broken still beats inside of you. BRIDGE — spoken, low and threatening Listen. One heart. One breath. One body in the dark. One step. One pulse. One invisible spark. But the rhythm remains. [Silence — one heartbeat] And you are moving still. [FINAL CHORUS — huge, ritualistic] This is the human rhythm! Feel it all around! From the first cry to the final breath, From the first love to the edge of death— The human rhythm Never dies. [Outro — bass pulse, male whisper] One beat. Two feet. Still alive.
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