[male
vocals] (
Soft
guitar
plucking,
light
atmospheric
pads)
It’
s
the
way
the
air
shifts
when
you
walk
in
Hard
to
put
a
name
to
the
frequency
Just
a
stillness
that
speaks
volumes
Yeah
Early
morning
light
catches
the
glass
You
move
through
the
room
like
shadows
on
grass
There
is
a
certain
geometry
to
the
way
you
stand
Like
the
world
is
waiting
for
a
command
Makaga,
the
rhythm
doesn’
t
need
a
drum
Just
the
steady
pulse
of
where
you’
re
from
Makaga,
it’
s
not
the
noise
or
the
flashing
lights
It’
s
the
composure
that
settles
the
heights
Makaga,
a
quiet
magnetism
in
the
frame
No
need
to
shout
to
stake
a
claim
Just
a
presence
that
hangs
in
the
velvet
air
With
a
poise
that’
s
rare
It’
s
the
grace
in
the
motion,
the
depth
in
the
gaze
A
subtle
departure
from
common
ways
Unspoken,
the
gravity
pulls
the
room
tight
Folding
the
day
into
a
softer
light
Makaga,
you’
re
the
focus
that
isn’
t
defined
Leaving
a
trace
of
calm
in
the
mind
It’
s
the
poise,
it’
s
the
shadow,
it’
s
the
light
in
the
eye
Under
the
vast
and
open
sky
Your
style
isn't
loud,
it’
s
a
whisper
of
silk
Smooth
like
the
morning,
pure
like
the
milk
A
confidence
born
from
the
stillness
within
Where
the
surface
ends
and
the
deep
worlds
begin
No
forced
introductions,
no
theatrical
plays
Just
a
master
of
time
and
the
shift
of
the
days
When
you
smile,
it’
s
a
secret,
a
flick
of
the
hand
A
language
that
only
the
wise
understand
It
pulls
at
the
corners,
it
draws
in
the
heat
Making
the
atmosphere
strangely
complete
You
don’
t
ask
for
the
space,
you
simply
occupy
Without
a
question,
without
a
sigh
It’
s
the
grace
in
the
motion,
the
depth
in
the
gaze
A
subtle
departure
from
common
ways
Unspoken,
the
gravity
pulls
the
room
tight
Folding
the
day
into
a
softer
light
Makaga,
you’
re
the
focus
that
isn’
t
defined
Leaving
a
trace
of
calm
in
the
mind
It’
s
the
poise,
it’
s
the
shadow,
it’
s
the
light
in
the
eye
Under
the
vast
and
open
sky
Most
people
search
for
the
loudest
sound
But
you
keep
your
feet
to
the
solid
ground
A
mystery
wrapped
in
a
perfectly
tailored
line
Moving
through
space
in
your
own
design
It’
s
not
what
you
do,
it’
s
the
way
that
you
are
Constant
and
distant
like
a
guiding
star
It’
s
the
grace
in
the
motion,
the
depth
in
the
gaze
A
subtle
departure
from
common
ways
Unspoken,
the
gravity
pulls
the
room
tight
Folding
the
day
into
a
softer
light
Makaga,
you’
re
the
focus
that
isn’
t
defined
Leaving
a
trace
of
calm
in
the
mind
It’
s
the
poise,
it’
s
the
shadow,
it’
s
the
light
in
the
eye
Under
the
vast
and
open
sky
Just
a
stillness
A
rare
kind
of
air
Everything
shifts
when
you’
re
there
Makaga (
Fade
out
with
soft
guitar
and
ambient
city
sounds)