

Sand grinds against the frets
Heat pulls the rhythm slow
Rubber bass holds the line
Cracked voice starts to show
Winds cut through the wires
Pull me out into the wide
Layered voices rise and fall Sudden lift into the light (ooh)
Frets bite back at the fingers
Low end stretches out
the night
Percussion clips the edges
Voice cracks open the quiet
Winds cut through the wires
Pull me out into the wide
Layered voices rise and fall Sudden lift into the light (ooh ah)
Hold the line,
let it fray
Space opens wide again
Winds fade through the wires
Pull back into the dust