[Intro – nylon guitar, pick-slide, feedback] [Choral shouts] One! Two! Three! Four! [Verse 1 – fast, urgent] It's not the night that never ends, it's not the light that split in two. It's a weight inside my throat, but inside, there's something new. It has no logic, nor cause, you can't see it, but it's there. It has seeped into my bones, but it's music, I swear. [Chorus – choral shouts] It weighs, it weighs like a century! Like an ocean inside me! But inside, there's a melody! And it's waiting to be free! And though it buckles my knees, though it breaks my voice, I keep carrying this weight 'cause inside, I hear the noise! The music! The music! The music...[electric guitar solo]! [Verse 2 – fast, poetic] It's not the sound, nor the patience, nor the fear of not making it. It's this resonant substance that was hiding in my chest. It wakes me in my silences, it feeds on my thirst. And it counts my breaths and finds there are too many. But every remaining heartbeat is a drum that wants to play. [Bridge] The air resounds, time resounds! The air resounds, time resounds! I feel the air, I feel time! And I feel the music inside! [electric guitar solo] [Chorus – choral shouts] It weighs, it weighs like a century! Like an ocean inside me! But inside, there's a melody! And it's waiting to be free! And though it buckles my knees, though it breaks my voice, I keep carrying this weight 'cause inside, I hear the noise! The music! The music! The music inside! [Bridge – guitar with sustained notes, half-time drums, voice on the verge of breaking] If one day they ask me what my heart is made of, I'll say it's not a story, it's a song without a name. It's the sound of the soul, it's the kiss of my wings, it's the stuff of freedom… and it's ready to play. [Final chorus – Happy pop - punk] It weighs, it weighs like a century, but I carry the music inside. Let time stand still, because this starts here. Because in every heartbeat I have left I'm going to have a blast. And the music, the music, the music inside is finally free at last. [Group shouts, nylon guitar solo, playful backing vocals] (Lo lo lo lo) Lo lo lo lo loohhhhhhh (Oohhh) [Outro – fading nylon guitar]
