The First Beat
Take B delivers a 398-second progressive rock power ballad, pairing tender piano verses with roaring stadium choruses and soaring guitar leads.
The stories behind The First Beat
- Cinematic Power Ballad Mechanics in The First Beat — Take B delivers a 398-second progressive rock power ballad, pairing tender piano verses with roaring stadium choruses and soaring guitar leads.
- Cold Steel, Warm Blood, and The First Beat — A dramatic power ballad traces the harrowing transport of a donor organ through severe storms to successful transplantation in Dallas.
Lyrics
Operating Room 6.
Dallas, Texas.
Three hours and forty -five minutes after the storm.
Unclamping the cannulas.
I'm I'm I'm
By a pass machine
Holding his life
By a thread We unlocked the acrylic dome,
lifted the beating guest
Carried that miracle across the sterile chest
The surgeon took the needle,
30 minutes of pure grace
Stitching every vessel into its brand new home and
place
The final suture tied
The cross clamp open wide
Warm blood rushed into the chambers
Crimson and deep
Holding every promise That two strangers chose to
keep
And then the first beat
Thump, thump in the chest
The sweetest resurrection that the human heart is blessed
No more acrylic box
No more midnight fight
A father's life returning in the surgical ambide
From the lightning in an hour to the highway through the gale
Biomedical dedication would not let this mission fail
Listen to the monitor, hear the rhythm roll
A brand new heartbeat in a living, breathing soul
The anesthesiologist looked up and wiped a tear away
The bypass pump was dialed down to greet the breaking
day
110 over 70 Silenced rhythm, pure and
sweet
Strongest little muscle That had ever found
its feet Surgeon turned around to
Marcus Took him by the hand
Saw that was the greatest fight
Across this southern land
Because you kept that box alive
Through fire and through snow
A family has a daddy
For the years they're gonna know
And then the first beat
Top, top in the chest
The sweetest resurrection that the human heart has blessed
No more acrylic box, no more midnight flight
A father's life returning in the surgical lamplight
From the landing in
Iowa to the highway through the
Gale Biomedical dedication would not let this mission fail
Listen to the monitor, hear the river roll
A brand new heartbeat and a living, breathing soul
I walked out of the hospital as the
Dallas sunrise broke Thought about the frozen
fields And the words the doctor spoke
Somewhere in the quiet sky
An angel smiled down
On a beating heart
That woke a sleeping town
And then the first beat
Thumped up in the chest
The sweetest resurrection that the human heart has blessed
No more acrylic box, no more midnight fight
A father's life returning in the surgical lamplight
From the lightning in the hour to the highway through the gale
Biomedical dedication would not let this mission fail
Listen to the monitor, hear the rhythm roll
A brand new heartbeat in the liver
Live and breathe in
song
Rhythm strong.
Mission complete.
Welcome home.
Heart.
you
