Verse
Strobe cuts white through the rafter smoke
Sweeps the crowd like it's looking for a name to call
Hundred faces flash then fold
But it circles back to the space where you stand tall
Laser lines cross the ceiling low
Catch your shoulder, catch your jaw, then they let you go
Floor keeps shifting, colors bleed
But the beam keeps finding you like it knows what I need
Pre-Chorus
Is it the rig or is it fate
Why's it always landing where you wait
Chorus
Step into the beam
Let it find your face
Step into the beam
Hold the glow, don't waste
Every light finds you
Cutting through the haze
Every light finds you
Burning through the maze
Verse
Smoke machine hums, the ceiling breaks apart
Gold light spills down, lands right on your chest
Room's a hundred moving parts
But the spotlight swears that you're the only guess
DJ drops it, the whole rig turns
Sweeps the balcony, sweeps the bar, comes back to burn
Right where your hands are raised up high
Like the room's a compass and you're true north in my eye
Pre-Chorus
Is it the rig or is it fate
Why's it always landing where you wait
Chorus
Step into the beam
Let it find your face
Step into the beam
Hold the glow, don't waste
Every light finds you
Cutting through the haze
Every light finds you
Burning through the maze
Bridge
Maybe it's wired, maybe it's chance
Maybe the room just remembers your stance
Either way I'm not asking why
I just follow the beam till it lands where you are tonight
Chorus
Step into the beam
Let it find your face
Step into the beam
Hold the glow, don't waste
Every light finds you
Cutting through the haze
Every light finds you
Burning through the maze
