

Yeah, let it settle in
Watching patterns on the ceiling pane
Chasing gravity inside a summer rain No direction but we make it
out
Clear the static, quiet down the doubt (mhmmm)
Find the groove and let it slide on through
Just a dusty melody for me and you
Every beat is like a home we knew (yeah)
Paper lanes and a pencil sketch
Trying to catch what the horizons fetch
Time is bending but the drums remain
Keeping rhythm through the dusty pane
Find the groove and let it slide on through
Just a dusty melody for me and you
Every beat is like a home we knew
Let it fade
(just let it ride)