Brass in Bloom

Behind the glass, the shadows bend (hmm-mmm) A quiet drift that has

no end

Still we find our rhythm in the dark (oooh) One small ember

holding up a spark

Let the wide world wash away

We are here, we are out of time (sajna ve)

A heavy mist on concrete floors

Unspoken words behind open doors

Lost in the quiet space (lost with you)