Om Gold Dust Under Your Feet
«Gold Dust Under Your Feet» är en mjuk låt i genren house, av Solstice Freeman (122 BPM, B-moll, 2:59, sjungen på engelska). Den här låten ingår i WeavyAudios katalog och är licensierad för uppspelning i kaféer, restauranger, gym, butiker och andra lokaler.
Fler: muzyka house utan extra royalties. Fler efter stämning: mjuk. Licens för din lokal.
Medverkande
- Artist
- Solstice Freeman
- Genre
- House
- Stämning
- Mjuk
- Tempo
- 122 BPM
- Tonart
- B-moll
- Längd
- 2:59
- Sång
- Engelska
- Licens
- Licensierad för lokaler
Nyckelord
- euphoric uplifting house
- rolling sub bassline
- deep reverb-drenched kick drum
- shimmering plucky synth runs
- airy pads
- warm piano chords
- four-on-the-floor with offbeat open hats
- organ bass stabs
- glassy mallet hits
- high-energy looped vocal hook cutting through the mix
- soulful breathy female alto
- close intimate delivery with rhythmic phrasing and soft ad-libs
- 122 BPM
- B minor
Tillagd för 5 dagar sedan · 2026-11-06 · licensierad för användning i lokal
Text· följer ljudet
Gold Dust Under Your Feet lyrics
Verse 1
Four a.m., the smoke machine goes off
Sweat on the small of your back, we still move like that
Sixty-four on the beat now, you drop down beside me
Bassline in my chest, it's pulling me closer to you
Pre-Chorus
Tell me what you feel when you look at the crowd tonight
Is it just the heat or is there something alive?
Chorus
Gold dust under your feet, we're floating above the rest
Hands on the ceiling, this whole room breathing with us now
Gold dust under your feet, I don't wanna let go yet
Midnight sky falling down soft and slow
Verse 2
Speaker hums low through my ribcage tonight
Floor is shaking but you keep me right here by your side
Your eyes find mine easy in the strobe light haze
Two strangers melting into a single heat wave
Pre-Chorus
Tell me what you feel when you look at the crowd tonight
Is it just the heat or is there something alive?
Chorus
Gold dust under your feet, we're floating above the rest
Hands on the ceiling, this whole room breathing with us now
Gold dust under your feet, I don't wanna let go yet
Midnight sky falling down soft and slow
Bridge
Maybe it's the lights, maybe it's you
Whatever magic's happening here now
Don't make me leave when the sun comes up bright
Let this feeling stay until daylight
Chorus
Gold dust under your feet, we're floating above the rest
Hands on the ceiling, this whole room breathing with us now
Gold dust under your feet, I don't wanna let go yet
Midnight sky falling down soft and slow
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Versioner av den här låten
- Gold Dust Under Your Feet (den här inspelningen)
- Gold Dust Under Your Feet (version 2)
Sida A
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