Cryptic words meander
Now there is a song beneath the song
One day you'll learn

You'll soon discern its true meaning
An interesting detachment
A listless poem of love sincere

Desire, despair
Overlapping melodies


And it's not a love, it's not a love
It's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song

It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song

And now the loops are reminiscing

Recurring dreams of minor chords
Metered time
Muted chimes find the beat


And in the pulse there lies conviction
A steady push and pull routine

Till cymbals swelled
High notes fell into reach


And it's not a love, it's not a love
It's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song

It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song

It's not a love, it's not a love,

It's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song