

(mmm-hmmm) Hooded jacket,
puddles on the street
Cold glass window, mist beneath my feet
But the wire leads up to my ears And the heavy gray
just disappears
A single melody begins to rise
And suddenly the world is changing size (oh-oh-oh)
Every chord is a sacred space
Time slows down in a crowded place
Voices from the past begin to align Singing in harmony
with mine
Ordinary kitchen, afternoon light
A simple radio making everything bright
Old memories catching in my chest
An unspoken feeling finally expressed
Every chord is a sacred space
Time slows down in a crowded place
Voices from the past begin to align Singing in harmony
with mine
In harmony with mine (mmm-hmmm)