Til the white beams cut the dark (versie 2)

Verse 1

Five a.m., the haze is thin

Subwoofer humming through the wood

Drop of salt across my skin

Paper wristband tearing loose

Pre-Chorus

Amber creeping up the wall

Feel the speaker cabinet call

Hold your breath before the break

This is everything we make

Chorus

Feel it on the floor

Til the white beams cut the dark

Give me something more

Every pulse an open spark

Feel it on the floor

Til the morning touches skin

Feel it on the floor

This is where the lights begin

Verse 2

Emergency doors are cracked ajar

A cool breeze cutting through the heat

Mirror tiles catch early blue

We never have to leave the beat

Pre-Chorus

Amber creeping up the wall

Feel the speaker cabinet call

Hold your breath before the break

This is everything we make

Chorus

Feel it on the floor

Til the white beams cut the dark

Give me something more

Every pulse an open spark

Feel it on the floor

Til the morning touches skin

Feel it on the floor

This is where the lights begin

Bridge

Don't switch the fixtures on

Don't let the tempo drop

We chased the shadows out

We never have to stop

Chorus

Feel it on the floor

Til the white beams cut the dark

Give me something more

Every pulse an open spark

Feel it on the floor

Til the morning touches skin

Feel it on the floor

This is where the lights begin