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[Verse 1] Midnight oil on a concrete floor Shadows moving underneath the heavy door We don't need a map to know where we've been Just the low hum of the signal coming in Neon pulses flickering through the glass Holding our breath while the hours pass [Chorus] Gravity pulls when the frequency drops We're caught in a current that never stops Slow burn rhythm in the back of the room We're finding our rhythm inside the gloom No destination, just the weight of the sound Spinning us slowly back to the ground [Verse 2] Static hum on a silver dial We’ve been drifting on this wave a little while Dust motes dancing in the amber light Cutting through the silence of the asphalt night No promises written in the fading ink Just the edge of the glass at the kitchen sink [Chorus] Gravity pulls when the frequency drops We're caught in a current that never stops Slow burn rhythm in the back of the room We're finding our rhythm inside the gloom No destination, just the weight of the sound Spinning us slowly back to the ground [Bridge] Low-end thumping through the floorboards deep Keeping time while the suburbs sleep Brass notes bending in the smoky air Not a single thing left to compare [Outro] Fade to black Let the rhythm roll Just the pulse and the living soul (Muted trumpet accents) (Smooth layered male harmonies) [Instrumental]
