A.L.T.O.

Every microphone's a speaker too, every speaker is a microphone it's true
Gonna send a set of signals down, through the pipeline underneath the ocean blue
Sometimes a beam of light engulfs us when we hit the studio
From Santa Monica to San Sebastian with no shadow, ALTO
If you wanna sing a circuit song, magic fingertips can play along with you
Discombobulate the distant drums, till the resolution overcomes the view

Slow down inside, pulling back from the mountainside
Make time collapse, overcome seasons Hyperlapse

When you're breaking down and your heart's a rock, your mind's a cave
Summon a choir, we can make it open up onto the stave
When you're bouncing down and a mental block occludes a sound
The contradiction can be found, riding radio waves

Every Saturday we hit the beach, building castles till we reach the stratosphere
Tesselating like an Escher dream, till you see us from another hemisphere
Sometimes a thought bubble appears above our heads like mistletoe
From hippocampus to the epithalamus in rococo, ALTO
If you wanna sing a secret song, magic pineal can dream along with you
Every time the beat quantizes, automatic adagio, ALTO

Slow down serene, pulling back from the movie screen
As clouds unfold, overcome stories stranglehold

When you're breaking down and your day won't start, your blanket sky
Covered in fog, when your thoughts intensify we'll come around
When an absent friend reappears in town, remember
Sunny memories can never drown

When you focus right on a complex plan, a simpler one
Beckons you forth, keep your train on track a turned tick at a time
When an engineer opens up the gate, remember to
Begin again before too late