Held In The Filter (wersja 2)

Verse

Haze curls thin where the light bends low

Your shirt turns gold in the amber glow

Bassline dips and the room leans in

Dust in the beam where your shoulder's been

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing, slow and clean

Is it the filter or the space between

Chorus

Held in the filter

Light comes soft, the edges get gentler

Held in the filter

Close as the smoke but we don't go further

Verse

Copper haze breaks over your collarbone

Sound sweeps up like it's finding home

Hands stay loose at your hips, at mine

Filter opens on the fourth kick line

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing, slow and clean

Is it the filter or the space between

Chorus

Held in the filter

Light comes soft, the edges get gentler

Held in the filter

Close as the smoke but we don't go further

Bridge

Cutoff rises, the high end blooms

Your eyes catch mine through the drifting room

Nothing said but the frequency knows

This is as far as the warmth ever goes

Chorus

Held in the filter

Light comes soft, the edges get gentler

Held in the filter

Close as the smoke but we don't go further