

{subtle vinyl static, Rhodes piano chords swell,
laid-back instrumental introduction}
Walking down the empty lane
Watching how the colors fade
No rush to find where we belong
Just riding with a quiet song
{smooth, head-nodding boom-bap drum groove enters}
Oh,
let the world spin slow
There's nowhere else we have to go
(so slow) Just keep the rhythm in your chest
And let the music do the rest
{lush
jazz
horn pads swell in
the background} Leaves are turning on the ground
Silently without a sound
We catch a breath,
we take our time
In between the simple rhyme {drum groove
strips back slightly, focusing on
the ride cymbal} Oh,
let the world spin slow There's nowhere else we have to go
(so slow)
Just keep the rhythm in your chest
And let the music do the rest {chorus peak with full instrumentation
and light tambourine}
Let it spin... (mmm,
so slow)
{instruments slowly filter out,
leaving only the Rhodes
piano and vinyl static fading}