
Verse
Concrete cooling under my feet
Last kick drum starts to retreat
Grey light bleeding through the door
Shadows stretching cross the floor
Pre-Chorus
Where does the dark hand off to gold
Where does the night let go its hold
Can't feel my legs, can't feel the cold
Just the pulse still bleeding through my bones
Chorus
Underneath the pulse line
Sun comes up, I'm still alive
Underneath the pulse line
Gold light cutting through the strobe light
Underneath the pulse line
Verse
Empty cans along the wall
Someone's jacket, someone's call
Speakers hum a fading hymn
Skyline waking, sharp and thin
Pre-Chorus
Where does the dark hand off to gold
Where does the night let go its hold
Can't feel my legs, can't feel the cold
Just the pulse still bleeding through my bones
Chorus
Underneath the pulse line
Sun comes up, I'm still alive
Underneath the pulse line
Gold light cutting through the strobe light
Underneath the pulse line
Bridge
Birds instead of bass tonight
Windows catch the rising light
Every hour we couldn't keep
Traded for this gold and gray
Chorus
Underneath the pulse line
Sun comes up, I'm still alive
Underneath the pulse line
Gold light cutting through the strobe light
Underneath the pulse line
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