Backbeat

And suddenly there it was
Heavier than a cross
Like the gaps of december
Frayed flock, bruised amber

All that’s about to come
Time will make me remember
Bursting from underground
All shades of blue abound
Like the streams in my blood
Frantic rocks, rusty flood

Whispers of days to come
Hit my heart with a thud
And suddenly these songs
Break free from the land’s lungs
Like the rites of the spring
Devil’s laughter, angels’ swing

All that’s about to come
My soul’s about to bring
Trust the backbeat
Trust the backbeat.