[VERSE 1] One turns and another follows Not because anybody called A shoulder shifts a thousand shoulders answer A little left a little left and now we're gone Nobody sees the shape from inside the shape Nobody knows who moved first [PRE-CHORUS] Something passes through us Something we can't see I thought I was following you You thought you were following me [CHORUS] And we move all at once Turn turn turn Nobody tells us where to go We move all at once Beautiful from far away Terrifying in the fray [VERSE 2] Mother taught daughter father taught son This is what you want this is how it's done A lover leaves a little of themselves inside your hands You don't notice taking it You don't notice giving it back Then somebody learns your appetite Learns the color of your want Learns the color of your want Puts the right thing in the right place And waits [CHORUS] And we move all at once Turn turn turn Nobody tells us where to go We move all at once Beautiful from far away Terrifying when you're in the way [POST-CHORUS] Starlings... black punctuation against the dying blue A thousand little decisions becoming one enormous truth They swirl they fracture they gather in curls a living ink written in yearning No voice above them Only the nearest body turning [VERSE 3] A little fear travels faster than love A little anger travels faster still One points Ten look Ten join Ten thousand look And somewhere in the noise somebody calls it choice [PRE-CHORUS 2] Something passes through us Something we can't see A hand beneath the current A current underneath me [CHORUS] And we move all at once Turn turn turn Nobody tells us where to go We move all at once Beautiful from far away Terrifying when you're in the sway [BRIDGE] Who's holding the shape? Who's changing the shape? Who's watching from above? I can't see the whole of it I only know the bodies nearest me And they are moving [BREAK] I turn You turn They turn We turn I turn You turn They turn We turn [FINAL CHORUS] And we move all at once Turn turn turn No conductor no command Just one small movement passing hand to hand We move all at once Beautiful from far away And if you stand inside it you might call it freedom [OUTRO] One turns. Another follows. And for a moment we become something no one meant to make.