Lyrics
The sixth note rang beneath the lakeThe wooden gears began to dragFive notes returned, then lost their shapeThe final turn was all we had
We wound the spring until it snappedThe little cylinder went stillNo bell beneath the water movedNo insects sounded on the hill
The silence pressed against my earsToo complete to feel like nightThen every street beneath the lakeWent dark beneath us all at once
I thought the song had called it upI had the whole thing wrongThe town was never trapped by soundThe sound was holding something down
When it stops, hold your breathSomething moves beneath the depthWhen it stops, do not runWe were safer with the song
Five small notes were never baitThey were bars across a gateNow the little box is stillAnd something underneath is free
The shoreline dropped another footThough no more water left the damA church roof surfaced through the blackThen something struck it from below
The old town windows filled with lightNot yellow now, but cold and whiteA shadow crossed beneath the streetsToo large to fit beneath the night
We found the spring beneath my handTwo broken teeth and twisted steelIf five small notes could hold it downThen five small notes are what it needs
I turned the gear with bleeding handsAnd forced the broken wheel aroundOne note returned, then two, then threeThe thing below began to slow
KEEP IT TURNINGDON’T LET IT DIEFIVE FUCKING NOTESBETWEEN US AND NIGHT
THE BOX WAS THE LOCKTHE SONG WAS THE CHAINIF THE MUSIC GOES QUIETIT RISES AGAIN
When it stops, turn it backForce the melody through the blackWhen it stops, hold the lineKeep those five small notes alive
Every street begins to shakeEvery window starts to wakeWe were never hearing ghostsWe were hearing what they held
The broken tune came back by dawnThe white lights faded one by oneThen deep below the drowned-out townSomething struck the gate once more
