Two Bodies in the Fade (wersja 3)

Verse 1

Strobe cuts the riser into thirty-two frames

Your jacket smells of ozone and electric rain

Sub-bass rattling the center of the cage

You pull me through the dry ice off the edge of the stage

Pre-Chorus

Cut the low end, let the siren ring

Watch the whole room lock into the swing

Are we falling or just taking flight

When the speakers wash the edges white?

Chorus

We are two bodies in the fade

Turning gold beneath a razor blade of light

Catch the kick drum, ride the wave

Every heartbeat running out of time tonight

Blur the motion till the shadows break

We are two bodies in the fade

Verse 2

Green laser drawing maps across your throat

Spilled tonic on the floorboards where the speakers float

Snare drum snapping like a matchstick sparked

Lighting up the corners that were cold and dark

Pre-Chorus

Cut the low end, let the siren ring

Watch the whole room lock into the swing

Are we falling or just taking flight

When the speakers wash the edges white?

Chorus

We are two bodies in the fade

Turning gold beneath a razor blade of light

Catch the kick drum, ride the wave

Every heartbeat running out of time tonight

Blur the motion till the shadows break

We are two bodies in the fade

Bridge

No floor beneath us, just the eight-o-eight

Pushing past the static at the velvet gate

A sudden rush of thunder on the filter sweep

Wide awake while the avenues sleep

Chorus

We are two bodies in the fade

Turning gold beneath a razor blade of light

Catch the kick drum, ride the wave

Every heartbeat running out of time tonight

Blur the motion till the shadows break

We are two bodies in the fade