Hold the Spark
Take B blends rolling grand piano chords, driving rock percussion, and an operatic vocal belt to dramatize high-voltage medical restoration.
The stories behind Hold the Spark
- Hold the Spark: Melodic Rock Grandeur and Theatrical Synthesizers — Take B blends rolling grand piano chords, driving rock percussion, and an operatic vocal belt to dramatize high-voltage medical restoration.
- Hold the Spark: Defibrillator Bench Repair and the High-Stakes Circuit — A dramatic hard rock ballad explores the intense focus required to overhaul leaky capacitors and calibrate high-energy cardiac defibrillators.
Lyrics
Midnight in the empty depot
Just the harm of the transformer
Holding someone's tomorrow in
my hand
The rain is beating down upon the
corrugated roof I sit here with my
meter searching for the living proof
A defibrillated chassis lying open
on the slate
Ascending from an ambulance that almost came too
late The capacitor was leaking
The voltage wouldn't climb
A stranger's life was hanging on the razor edge
of time I replaced the charging diode
I tightened down the frame
A solitary crest In the shadow of
the game
And in the quiet darkness
Beneath the fluorescent beam I feel the
fragile beating of an unseen human dream
Three,
one Let the fire ignite
Hold the spark,
don't let it fade away
The pyramid cracks through into the light of
day
Grand piano rolling,
drums of thunder beat
Resurrecting lifelines From the valley of defeat
Across the empty bench
A promise in the air
We hear the sacred echo
Of a stranger's whispered prayer
Hold the spark
Don't let the rhythm die
I dialed in the test load, delivered
360 joules The energy
released according to the golden rules
A blast of green illumination
Flashed across the dark
A second chance at living
Brought back from a single spark
Tomorrow when the sirens scream across the city
lane This iron box will pull a brother
back from bitter pain
Hold the spark,
don't let it fade away
The pale man crunched through into the light of
day
Grand piano rolling, drums of thunder beat
Resurrecting life's urge from the valley of defeat
We hear the sacred echo of a stranger's
whispered prayer
Hold the spark
Don't let the rhythm die
Delivered 360
The
pulse lives on
