Skin on glass, slow and loud (wersja 2)

Verse

Window open wide and the city breathes

Mosquito hum on my wrist, you're leaning in to it

Gravel beneath your feet, I'm not watching

Just counting how long till the streetlight cuts

Your collarbone against the seam of my jacket

The air smells like last week's rain

You let me drive and I don't remember why

We've been here before and we always do

Fingers intertwined on the door frame

Waiting for something that hasn't come yet

But the slowest things are usually true

Pre-Chorus

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Maybe this time it stays

Maybe this time it doesn't pass

Let me hold your hand across

Skin on glass, slow and loud

Chorus

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Moving slow against the rush of it all

Every little spark gets lit up by the hum of a siren passing by the door

We don't know how long it's gonna last

But the quiet in between makes me want it more

So I'll keep my hand right here where you can see it

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Verse

Your collarbone against the seam of my jacket

The air smells like last week's rain

You let me drive and I don't remember why

Fingers intertwined on the door frame

Waiting for something that hasn't come yet

But the slowest things are usually true

Mosquito hum on my wrist, you're leaning in to it

Gravel beneath your feet, I'm not watching

Just counting how long till the streetlight cuts

Window open wide and the city breathes

I've been here before but this time feels different

You take the wheel for a mile then pass it back

We don't know what tomorrow's gonna look like

But the quiet in between makes me want it more

Pre-Chorus

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Maybe this time it stays

Maybe this time it doesn't pass

Let me hold your hand across

Skin on glass, slow and loud

Chorus

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Moving slow against the rush of it all

Every little spark gets lit up by the hum of a siren passing by the door

We don't know how long it's gonna last

But the quiet in between makes me want it more

So I'll keep my hand right here where you can see it

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Bridge

Maybe we are what they mean by slow

By slow I think they mean the opposite of fast

Not the clock ticking or the miles flying past

The quiet part that comes before the crash

That's the one I'm looking for

You feel it too, don't you

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Maybe this is the part we've been rushing to get to all along

Chorus

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Moving slow against the rush of it all

Every little spark gets lit up by the hum of a siren passing by the door

We don't know how long it's gonna last

But the quiet in between makes me want it more

So I'll keep my hand right here where you can see it

Skin on glass, skin on glass

Outro