Instrument

Make me an instrument

When I wander in with my mind turned down

I'm just a drop in the cloud, my feet hit the ground

And I become the sound of the future

I am not a person, I called you from Berlin

Hanging on your life, I woke up the timeline

Just to say

You've got it all right

What kind of night could leave you no pain?

What kind of light gives feet to the flame?

I'll be alive in it, ringing, always the same

Alive to the sound of the rain

Taking pleasure in words

Chasing my claim into the distance

My resistance that we could remain

Make me an instrument

When the long dark cloud puts its feet on the ground

I'm just hanging around, in love with the sound

Digging the ground if only to hit a firm foundation

A new day escaping

Circling your life, I woke up the timeline

Just to say

You've got it all right

What kind of night could leave you no pain?

What kind of light gives feet to the flame?

I'll be alive in it now and always the same

Bird songs, spitting rain

Altar calls making a claim into the distance

The insistence that we could remain

You've got it all right

What kind of night could leave you no pain?

You've got it all right

Some kind of instrument following the name of the

Night songs, earthquakes, water rise

Sinking a claim into the distance

The insistence that we could remain