Currents in the Crowd (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Bass drum is ticking like an engine in the dark

Your leather shoulder cuts a runway through the spark

Two hundred dancers moving heavy in the heat

I feel the octave rising underneath my feet

You turn around and flash that lightning in your grin

The rhythm breaks and pulls the whole horizon in

Pre-Chorus

The tempo jumps, the walls begin to sway

Can you feel the floorboards giving us away?

One touch from you and every frequency is loud

Chorus

We find the river where the speakers blow

Turn all this static into afterglow

You pull my hand and flip the circuit right out loud

Now we are currents in the crowd

Watch us move like currents in the crowd

Verse 2

Strobe cuts the air in twenty frames of violet blue

The room is breathless and I'm drifting next to you

Your whisper hits like cold water on my skin

The snare cracks open and the rush starts up again

We lean together through the push and through the sway

A million ripples rolling into Saturday

Pre-Chorus

The tempo jumps, the walls begin to sway

Can you feel the floorboards giving us away?

One touch from you and every frequency is loud

Chorus

We find the river where the speakers blow

Turn all this static into afterglow

You pull my hand and flip the circuit right out loud

Now we are currents in the crowd

Watch us move like currents in the crowd

Bridge

No air between the fever and the sound

The bassline lifts our heels right up off the ground

A thousand people surging in a single tide

Electrified and running nowhere left to hide

Chorus

We find the river where the speakers blow

Turn all this static into afterglow

You pull my hand and flip the circuit right out loud

Now we are currents in the crowd

Watch us move like currents in the crowd