Bassline Like Morning (έκδοση 2)

Verse

Dust on the shelf where your old books rest

Fragrance fading but I still keep them pressed

Your scarf draped over my jacket sleeve

Monday's traffic, but this hour keeps me free

Bassline hums a melody I know

Halfway through the drop and my feet won't go

Pockets full of receipts from yesterday

Lost in the groove before the city wakes

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing up your spine

Static rising, pulling me back in time

No clock on the wall but every nerve alive

Let this feeling ride — let it ride

Chorus

Bassline like morning — warm and low

Sweeping through my chest where shadows go

Don't need tomorrow when the rhythm's right

Keep me floating till the whole town lights up tonight

Verse

Shoes untied on the windowsill

Traffic signals blinking out of time

Someone's laughing on a rooftop three floors down

Static skipping every single bound

Your old notebook open to a poem I wrote

Coffee gone cold but the taste still floats

City breathing heavy through my ears

Every window flashing amber, silver, red, and green

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing up your spine

Static rising, pulling me back in time

No clock on the wall but every nerve alive

Let this feeling ride — let it ride

Chorus

Bassline like morning — warm and low

Sweeping through my chest where shadows go

Don't need tomorrow when the rhythm's right

Keep me floating till the whole town lights up tonight

Bridge

Maybe midnight's just a number we keep

Maybe losing track is how we learn to leap

Somewhere past the last streetlight, I'm not afraid

This is the hour when nothing turns out bad

Chorus

Bassline like morning — warm and low

Sweeping through my chest where shadows go

Don't need tomorrow when the rhythm's right

Keep me floating till the whole town lights up tonight