[Intro: glass harmonics, whispered vowels] (ooh, red-blue-gold) [Verse: velvet sing-rap] They wanted clear windows, nothing in the way I came in with a thousand shards of yesterday Odd little angles, colors out of tune Then the morning sun came spilling through the room [Pre-Chorus: layered thirds] Every jagged edge I own Throws a color all its own [Chorus: soaring falsetto stacks] I'm a stained-glass hurricane Every fracture catching flame I don't need to be transparent I was born to bend the day (shine-shine, let it shine!) If my pieces don't align Watch them turn the light divine [Drop: choir chops, bouncing sub-bass] (ah-ee-ah) (gold-gold-gold) [Breakbeat through shimmering bells] [Outro: tender unison] Nothing broken about my design.
