[Intro – solitary transformed string plucks, distant harmonic voices emerging from their tails] Mm... [Verse 1 – low intimate contralto, sparse phrasing] You had a name for me before I even moved held it against the light like something you could prove I changed inside your hands before you felt it change by the time you looked again I had another shape [Instrumental breath – plucked note blooms into bowed glass, then three-part vocal harmony] [Pre-Chorus – melody begins climbing, harmonies entering slightly ahead of lead] I don't stay where you place me I don't keep what you gave me [Chorus – open, beautiful, restrained; lead surrounded by morphing harmonies] No fixed shape no final form I become what wasn't there before You can trace where I have been But you won't find the same thing twice [Post-Chorus – wordless harmonies become part of the instrumental texture] Ah... Mm... Ah... [Verse 2 – rhythm emerges from consonants, ceramic ticks and string attacks] You heard a voice I heard a door You saw an ending I saw one more Something changes when it's named Something living won't stay framed [Break – all rhythm disappears; one pluck sustains impossibly long and slowly becomes human voices] [Bridge – almost weightless upper register, very little accompaniment] If I disappear while you're looking at me I'm still here just differently [Harmonies fracture the final word into shifting pitches] Differently [Final Chorus – deeper subharmonic bloom, larger vocal architecture but still sparse] No fixed shape no final form I become what wasn't there before You can trace where I have been But you won't find the same thing twice [Outro – lead voice gradually loses linguistic form and becomes the same hybrid timbre as the opening string] Mm... Ah...
