3. STATIC BETWEEN OUR HANDS

{cold open} Every time you move closer—

—the whole room changes shape.

Accidental contact on the stairs

Interrupted sentences we share

Tension visible to everyone nearby

Underneath the dim fluorescent light

There is static between our hands.

(There is static between our hands) Touch me before it disappears.

It never disappears.

Hands almost meeting in the crowded space

We both step back and turn away

Electricity through clothing as you pass A conversation shattered like glass

We keep our distance just to feel the heat Every time our

eyes accidentally meet

There is static between our hands.

(There is static between our hands) Touch me before it disappears.

It never disappears.

{no guitar} {no synthesizer}

If we hold back,

it only grows

We pull apart to feel the pull

It lives in the air,

a physical line

Waiting for the perfect moment in time

{all

instruments return}

There is static between our hands.

(There is static between our hands) Touch me before it disappears.

It never disappears.

{instrumental fadeout} {fading pulse synthesizer and

kick

drum}