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{intimate vocal hums} (mmm-hmm,
hmmm) {low-pass filter sweep opening over warm Rhodes keys,
soft wet footsteps
kick drum}
Silver lines
on the cold glass
Steady glide
as the lights pass
We roll the windows down just to breathe
Watch the silver-blue haze weave
{clipped hi-hats start to skitter} La nuit glisse sur le pare-brise (ooh-la-la)
Un mot doux que le vent brise
{velvety bass opens up,
keys swell with
bright reverb}
Dashboard glow in a slow drift
Every turn
is a soft shift
Wet pavement reflecting the glow
We keep it steady and low {reversed keys panning left and right}
{buoyant bounce builds up} {glitch details glinting through like distant signage} Suddenly
the street opens wide
We find the hidden spark inside
La nuit
glisse sur le pare-brise
(ooh-la-la) Un mot doux que le vent brise {bright glinting
synth leads}
(glisse sur le pare-brise...) {drums fade out,
leaving only the pulsing bass and reversed
fragments drifting
away}