

{slow Rhodes piano chord swells} {vinyl crackle and warm tape
saturation} {distant wordless falsetto vocalization} (oooh-oooh,
yeah) Heavy footsteps on the cold pavement
Looking for a spark in the dark pavement
Underneath the heavy weight of the sky
We keep moving, never asking why
There is soul in the dust
There is life in the heat
Feel the fire in the kick
And the blood in the beat
(sing it now) {soaring brass stab} Every scar tells a story of
the light
How we fought through the middle of the night
With the rhythm pulling us straight ahead
Living out every word we ever said
There is soul in the dust
There is life in the heat
Feel the fire
in the kick
And the blood in the beat
(oh yeah, feel it now)
{drums drop out except for simple rim tap}
Through the storm, we stand tall
In this breath, we find it all (find it all,
yeah) {gradual filter sweep opening up}
There is soul
in the dust!
There is life in the heat!
(so much soul, yeah)
{massive drum fill, fading on chord resonance}