Windows down at two (Version 2)

Verse

Sodium bleed across the wetted rail

Your shadow's long where the sodium fails

Fingers find my shoulder like it's the only place to be

Glass humming soft against your spine

Two stops and maybe nothing breaks through this glass and steel

The tannoy whispers something we don't need

You move an inch closer till our elbows almost touch

I think I'd rather hold onto this than catch a train that moves

Pre-Chorus

Hold still like the whole city's paused for a breath

Catch every hum before it slips away through here and there

Say something soft so we don't wake from this

So we stay here in the amber and forget how to get back home

Chorus

2AM, 2AM, 2AM on the Overground

Windows down where the city lights turn gold

Nobody's rushing, just the hum below

2AM, 2AM, can you feel it turn slow

2AM, 2AM, right here by the windowpane and I know

Verse

Your breath against my ear like a small, secret bell

Every stop a countdown to where we don't have to leave at all

The glass is sweating with the heat of this whole night long

You're smiling softer than any song could ever hold

I count each station twice before you say a word

Dalston Junction and I'm already gone for you

The lights run sideways like they're painted on this very air

And we just float here, nobody moving anywhere

Pre-Chorus

Hold still like the whole city's paused for a breath

Catch every hum before it slips away through here and there

Say something soft so we don't wake from this

So we stay here in the amber and forget how to get back home

Chorus

2AM, 2AM, 2AM on the Overground

Windows down where the city lights turn gold

Nobody's rushing, just the hum below

2AM, 2AM, can you feel it turn slow

2AM, 2AM, right here by the windowpane and I know

Bridge

We don't have to be anywhere till the sun comes up

So let the engine hum for us instead of pulling loose

Nobody's watching how we sit in this gold light

Just your shadow leaning into mine like it's our own private tide

No words left, just this soft air and your hand near my knee

And I'm good with that, right here at 2AM on the Overground, you and me

Chorus

2AM, 2AM, 2AM on the Overground

Windows down where the city lights turn gold

Nobody's rushing, just the hum below

2AM, 2AM, can you feel it turn slow

2AM, 2AM, right here by the windowpane and I know