Tempo:
Mid-tempo,
thoughtful
and
rhythmic)(
Instrumentation:
Acoustic
guitar
and
a
steady,
grounding
bassline
that
builds
into
an
expansive
synth
pads
orchestration)(
Verse 1)
I
step
into
the
room,
I
bring
my
own
designYou
step
into
the
space
with
your
own
dotted
lineBut
if
I
speak
in
riddles
of
my
own
design
and
graceYou’
ll
spend
your
final
energy
trying
to
read
my
faceSo
I
take
a
breath,
I
look
into
your
eyesI
lower
down
the
walls,
I
strip
away
disguiseI’
m
building
up
an
archway,
a
place
where
you
can
standTo
meet
you
where
you
are,
upon
your
native
land(
Chorus)
So
important
is
the
rule,
the
law
of
giving
spaceTo
map
a
secure
arena
in
a
unfamiliar
placeTo
let
the
listener
listen,
with
a
mind
completely
freeInstead
of
constantly
reacting
to
the
way
I
choose
to
beOh,
open
up
the
arena,
let
the
heavy
static
clearWe
tune
the
frequency
so
the
heart
can
finally
hear(
Verse 2)
Here
lies
a
quiet
truth
that
we
must
carry
in
our
hands:
An
individual
alone
is
a
minority
in
the
landsNo
matter
how
you
function,
no
matter
how
you
strideThe
majority
around
you
lives
upon
the
other
sideYou
cannot
build
your
bridges
on
your
preferences
aloneYou
cannot
cut
a
path
out
of
a
solitary
stoneFlexibility
is
the
armor,
the
hallmark
of
the
wiseTo
interpret
what
you
need
through
a
different
pair
of
eyes(
Chorus)
So
important
is
the
rule,
the
law
of
giving
spaceTo
map
a
secure
arena
in
a
unfamiliar
placeTo
let
the
listener
listen,
with
a
mind
completely
freeInstead
of
constantly
reacting
to
the
way
I
choose
to
beOh,
open
up
the
arena,
let
the
heavy
static
clearWe
tune
the
frequency
so
the
heart
can
finally
hear(
Bridge)
To
know
the
way
you
move,
to
understand
your
styleTo
map
your
inner
behavior
and
walk
your
heavy
mileIt
brings
the
educated
guesses,
the
vision
sharp
and
newOf
how
you
might
react
to
what
is
coming
throughIt
breaks
down
the
static,
it
shatters
through
the
wallA
dramatic
wave
of
clarity
answering
the
call(
Guitar
Solo -
melodic,
soaring,
moving
from
isolated
notes
into
harmony)(
Outro)
On
their
terms...
we
meet
them
thereOn
their
terms...
in
the
open
airA
secure
arena...
where
the
energy
can
restNo
more
fighting
the
delivery,
no
more
friction
in
the
chestSo
important
is
the
rule...
Yeah,
we
change
the
style
to
match
the
soulTo
let
the
listener
finally
be
whole.(
Fade
out
on
a
warm,
sustained
piano
chord)