Verse
Ice cube drowns slow in my glass
Condensation drips down my wrist
Strobe light blinks like a slowing pulse
Your palm stays warm on my hip
Ceiling fan turns lazy circles
Bass hums low through the wall
Blue creeps under the door frame
Dawn's knocking, but not yet, not at all
Pre-Chorus
We keep the clock hand from turning
We breathe in time with the strobe
We trade the sunrise for one more song
Chorus
I hold this hour
I hold this hour
My hand holds your hand, the clock holds still
I hold this hour
Verse
Sweat cools slow on your collarbone
Steam rises off the cup I left
Second hand sticks on the twelve
Your breath slows down next to my chest
Neon sign hums through the window
Casts a red glow on the floor
We move like the hour is honey
Thick and slow, we ask for more
Pre-Chorus
We keep the clock hand from turning
We breathe in time with the strobe
We trade the sunrise for one more song
Chorus
I hold this hour
I hold this hour
My hand holds your hand, the clock holds still
I hold this hour
Bridge
Streetlights flicker off, one by one outside
A bus door opens, closes without us
Your thumb slows on my palm like it's counting backward
I let the minute stretch till it forgets to move
Chorus
I hold this hour
I hold this hour
My hand holds your hand, the clock holds still
I hold this hour