We Don't Stop Till the Gold (versione 2)

Verse

Last song skipping on the gramophone wheel

Your shoes gone missing somewhere in the aisle

Bottle caps stacked like a little white tower

Someone's laughing out by the taxi line

Pre-Chorus

We keep our hands up, we keep the floor shaking

Nobody wants to be the one to go home first

Say the words slow so the whole room can hear us

Tell me one more reason why this won't end soon

Chorus

Hold on through the last light of the club

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Every heartbeat that we never give up

This is how the morning finds us

Hold on through the last light of the club

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Hands still moving, slow as the sunrise climbs

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Verse

Someone's phone lit up blue by the coat check door

Your jacket's draped over my shoulder like a promise made at two a.m.

Strangers turn into family every time the bass drops low again

The DJ's laughing cause he knows when we won't leave

Pre-Chorus

We keep our hands up, we keep the floor shaking

Nobody wants to be the one to go home first

Say the words slow so the whole room can hear us

Tell me one more reason why this won't end soon

Chorus

Hold on through the last light of the club

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Every heartbeat that we never give up

This is how the morning finds us

Hold on through the last light of the club

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Hands still moving, slow as the sunrise climbs

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Bridge

Maybe it's not the music, maybe it's this room full of strangers who became our tribe tonight

Every tired smile is proof that we made it through without giving up the fight

The lights come up soft like a second chance at something beautiful

Nobody's asking for more when the color starts and the silence breaks

Chorus

Hold on through the last light of the club

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Every heartbeat that we never give up

This is how the morning finds us

Hold on through the last light of the club

We don't stop till the gold comes up

Hands still moving, slow as the sunrise climbs

We don't stop till the gold comes up