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Link to track - A BEAUTIFUL MALFUNCTION
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Podcast - A BEAUTIFUL MALFUNCTION
https://youtu.be/fYiR_Fbv5aM

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Lyrics:
A BEAUTIFUL MALFUNCTION
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Right.
One little idea.
Nothing complicated.
Just a few notes.
A decent rhythm.
In and out.
Twenty minutes.
...
Oh, that's interesting.

Don't do that.
...
Actually...
Do that again.

I came in with a melody,
A sensible little plan.
A notebook full of good intentions,
And a coffee in my hand.
One cable in the wrong connection,
One oscillator out of tune.
Now something in the corner
Sounds like Saturn eating the moon.
The drummer's got an attitude,
The bass has lost its mind.
The piano's playing something
From a completely different time.
I should probably fix the problem.
I should probably pull the plug.
But the rhythm's getting interesting...
And I think I'm falling in love.

Something's moving
Underneath the floor.
Something's knocking
On a different door.
I don't know
What I just began.
But it's getting out of hand.
And I like it.

It's a beautiful malfunction,
A glorious mistake.
Every little wrong connection
Makes the whole damn building shake.
I'm losing my instructions,
I'm forgetting who I am.
And the world outside can wait...
I've got a beautiful malfunction
On my hands.

The old piano's getting jealous,
Says the synthesizers cheat.
So it throws a little thunder
Underneath the electronic beat.
The guitar comes in uninvited,
With a filthy little grin.
And the drummer starts an argument
That nobody can win.
There's a sequence chasing seven,
While the bass insists on four.
And something's doing something
That it wasn't built for.
I've got wires on the ceiling,
I've got rhythm in my shoes.
I've got absolutely nothing left
That I can bear to lose.

Something's breathing
Through the walls.
Something's laughing
When I fall.
I could stop it.
Yes, I can.
...
But I don't think
I ever will again.

It's a beautiful malfunction,
A glorious mistake.
Every little wrong connection
Makes the whole damn building shake.
I'm losing my instructions,
I'm forgetting who I am.
And the world outside can wait...
I've got a beautiful malfunction
On my hands.

Funny thing...
I can't remember
What I came here for.
Can't remember
What I left outside the door.
There's a phone somewhere
That hasn't stopped ringing.
There's a world somewhere
That keeps on spinning.
But here...
There's only movement.
Only sound.
Only something
I haven't found.
And every time
I think I've caught it,
It turns around...
And catches me.

I used to think
I made the music.
Like a carpenter
Makes a chair.
Something built
From little pieces,
Something finished
When it's there.
But now...
I'm not so certain.
Maybe music
Isn't made.
Maybe sometimes
You just find it
In the things
That went astray.

One little sound.
One little spark.
One little rhythm
In the dark.
A thousand circuits
Start to sing.
And suddenly...
I'm inside the thing.

It's a beautiful malfunction,
A glorious mistake.
Every little wrong connection
Makes the whole damn building shake.
No more rules and no instructions,
No more sensible demands.
The world outside can wait forever...
I've got a beautiful malfunction
On my hands.
It's a beautiful malfunction,
And I don't want it fixed.
Let the old piano argue
With the synthesizer tricks.
Let the drummer lose his temper,
Let the guitar misunderstand.
I came here to make some music...
Now the music's making me
The man I am.

Well.
That was...
Not exactly
What I had in mind.
...
Oh, don't start.
...

Oh, for God's sake.