Beat and the Pulse — Austra

Hundred angles lost Fleeing from the beat and the pulse. Laughing like a fool Play it for the heart and the soul. And the soul

Capture something red, Paste it to the edge of your bed. Someone will be there, Someone who will know what it says. What it says

Feel it break Feel it break Nothing's a mistake Go you Feel it break

Elevate your fingers, Motion makes it hard to write. Still they’re pacing, Ever making me feel right. Feel right

Feel it break Feel it break Nothing's a mistake Go you Feel it break

Feel it break Feel it break Nothing's a mistake Go you Feel it break