Pixel Lounge Sway

{grainy bit-crushed percussion

loop with lazy jazzy piano chords,

cool detached female vocal enters

rhythmically}

Home base, doors closed,

I’m sliding in the zone,

Tetris-blocks of logic, yeah,

I’m building on my own.

Everything is slacker, yeah,

everything is tight, Bit-crushed conversation,

keeping everything in sight.

I’m the logic in the leisure,

I’m the R&B desire,

Mapping out the evolution,

stoking up the fire.

{flickering 8-bit synth-pulse dancing around

piano}

Oh,

we’re sliding through the frequency,

the contrast is the key,

From the pixelated rhythm to the soul inside of me!

It’s the Tiguidou vibration,

the slacker-bit delight, Everything is balanced,

keeping us in flight.

Tara is the center,

the center is the art,

I’m mapping out the universe inside a human heart!

{wider

soundstage, deep hypnotic sub-bass,

bouncy meaw vocal-chops, bright Sega arpeggio} Building something special while the city

drifts away, Mapping out the future in the quiet of the day.

Meaw meaw, it’s a slacker-bit routine,

Meaw meaw, in the space between the screen.

Synchronized, prioritized, the energy is deep,

We’ve found the final frequency,

the promise that we keep!

{stripped back 8-bit bleeps and upright bass,

conversational spoken-word R&B, massive slow build with intensifying piano and chiptune swell}

{meaw vocal chop echoing softly} {slow fade-out with fading bit-crushed synth pulse,

piano drops

out leaving only pulse into silence}