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We walk the line between the shift...
Under the quiet gold
of a city street
We trace the syncopated rhythm of our feet
But underneath the concrete,
a fire starts to bloom
Break the pattern, let the distortion rise (ahhh)
We trace the shapes under shifting skies
We carve our names into
the heavy stone
No longer walking in the
dark alone
A sudden shift, a sweet melodic phrase
To lead us out of the maze
Let the quiet
wash away
(wash away)