Meta Angel in da Parking Lot · Ethọ́s Lab Block Party — Kris

[Intro] (spoken-sung over a deep, dirty R&B bassline) Some stories find you when your hands are finally empty. Some angels show up looking like a problem you can solve. I'd given all my light away, wasn't even listening anymore... then the day cleared its throat like it had something to say. [Verse 1] I'm Kris Krüg, half a witness and half a fan Running around Ethọ́s like I had a whole plan But really I was listening, trying to catch sparks Little voices turning into songs after dark Kids in the lab, mentors in the sun Everybody had a story, everybody had one Aster talking French, Caleb got handles Bobby said question everything, Maurice brought drums and examples Sandy said agency, Antonia said wait Chris said Vancouver's awake I'm just the other voice asking what's true Trying to show people themselves by reflecting the room [Chorus] Meta angel in the parking garage I think I saw a sign, I think I saw a sign Meta angel in the parking garage I was right on time, I was right on time Whole day felt impossible, then somehow it all aligned Meta angel in the parking garage — I think I saw a sign [Verse 2] I've been dreaming this album long before today Not a brand campaign, not a clean little play More like catching lightning in a paper cup Press record, ask questions, let the people open up No fake magic, no machine worship Just the sound of a room finding deeper purpose Youth so bright it made the adults cry Antonia had tears, Sandy kept asking why Like how did you do that? How'd you make it hit? I said I don't know, man — we just made cool shit There was beauty in the process, there was chaos in the art There were songs in the voices before we even hit start [Verse 3] Then I go to get my car, thinking that's the end Sweaty, fried, inspired, phone full of new friends And there they were — a name from the islands Battery dead, standing in the fluorescent flames Ribbon skirt on them, and I had to let them know "That's beautiful — you don't see often one in the wild," They smiled like the compliment had found its way home A whole world of their own — and I kinda had a feeling I was in trouble [Verse 4] They needed to jump, I had cables in the back Clamped the red and the black, heard the engine come alive Funny how you give a jump and you're the one revived Tell me that's not a sign, tell me I read it wrong Beautiful like a message from a door I couldn't see Maybe they were an angel, maybe they were just free I gave 'em my number, they gave me a smile That kinda makes a parking garage feel holy for a while [Bridge] (intimate, falsetto) Spent the whole day catching everybody's truth Holding up the mic for the elders and the youth Funny that the story that I caught at the end Was my own little miracle down on level P-One They say you find it when you ain't even looking Best day plus an angel — the universe is cooking Not every sign comes down with thunder and applause Sometimes it's a dead battery and a stranger with car problems I was exactly where I was supposed to be Doing exactly what I was supposed to do Let people hear themselves, then give it a name [Chorus] Meta angel in the parking garage I think I saw a sign, I think I saw a sign Meta angel in the parking garage I was right on time, I was right on time Right place, right time, right heart, no looking back Maybe an angel, for sure a vision, I'm sure Exactly where I'm supposed to be — that's what it's for [Outro] Ethọ́s in the daylight, garage in the blue Future in the kids, old magic coming through If the world is broken, we'll be building in the cracks If the battery dies, then we bring it back I was just supposed to move the car But the kids made songs, the adults cried The room became a record And for once, I didn't have to chase the signal — I was standing in it (soft, fading, layered harmonies) If they call, they call; if they don't, I'm still blessed 'Cause I was right where I'm supposed to be — the day said yes Maybe an angel, for sure a vision, I'm sure... meta angel in the parking garage...