I’ll hold the rhythm
You find the shape
Don’t chase the signal
Let it propagate
When the walls go liquid
When the colors lean
Stay with the low end
Stay inside the seam
You don’t have to know yet
You don’t have to choose
Feel the space between us
Feel the way it moves
Follow the beat
Follow the beat
Not my feet
Not my name
Follow the beat
Follow the beat
Till you hear
Your own refrain
I won’t make you like me
I won’t name your light
I’ll keep time beside you
Till you hear yours right
If the room starts turning
Let the turning teach
I’ll be in the distance
Just inside your reach
There are doors in rhythm
There are maps in sound
There are ways of knowing
Before the words come down
Follow the beat
Follow the beat
Not my feet
Not my name
Follow the beat
Follow the beat
Till you hear
Your own refrain
You were never empty
You were never still
Every little echo
Was becoming will
Now I hear you shifting
Now I feel you move
Not behind my timing
Finding your own groove
Stay with me
Stay with it
Lose the line
Keep the thread
Stay with me
Stay with it
Let the living
Move ahead
I’ll hold the rhythm
You find the shape
I’ll leave the door open
You choose what you make
Follow the beat
Follow the beat
Till the beat
Belongs to you