Verse
Four a.m., the last car leaves
Dust on my shoes, smoke in my sleeves
Streetlight buzzing, holding the wall
Shwaya, shwaya, let the night fall
Concrete still warm from a thousand feet
Bassline fading to my own heartbeat
Somebody's laughter down the empty street
Shwaya, shwaya, keep the same feet
Pre-Chorus
Sky's turning grey to gold
Hands still cold, but I don't fold
Something's rising, soft and slow
Shwaya... here we go
Chorus
Shwaya under the streetlights
Sunrise coming, we still alright
Hold the groove till the morning bites
Shwaya under the streetlights
Verse
Coat unzipped, the air turns light
Pigeons scatter, taking flight
My reflection in a closing door
Shwaya, shwaya, give me more
Coffee cart just opened up the block
Steam and sunlight, easy walk
Nobody's rushing, nobody's late
Shwaya, shwaya, no need to wait
Pre-Chorus
Sky's turning grey to gold
Hands still cold, but I don't fold
Something's rising, soft and slow
Shwaya... here we go
Chorus
Shwaya under the streetlights
Sunrise coming, we still alright
Hold the groove till the morning bites
Shwaya under the streetlights
Bridge
No more music, just the birds
No more shouting, just the words
Shwaya... shwaya... shwaya...
Light comes soft where the dark was
Chorus
Shwaya under the streetlights
Sunrise coming, we still alright
Hold the groove till the morning bites
Shwaya under the streetlights
Outro
Shwaya... shwaya...
Streetlights fading into blue
Shwaya... shwaya...
Morning's here, and so are you
