

(mmm-hmm) (purr-r-r) Slip into the space between the grid
Forget the clock, do what your spirit did
We drift behind the beat,
we lean right back (oh-h-h) No straight lines on this dusty track (meow)
We don't rush, we let the tension rise
Heartbeat syncopation in your eyes
That unquantized pocket, that Memphis drag (yeah-h-h) Let the rhythm slip,
let the tempo lag We find the pulse when we lose the
frame
Somatic motion, call it by its name (purr-r-r)
(ah-h-h, ah-h-h)
Crown clarity, let the grid decay
(meow) We melt away
That unquantized pocket, that Memphis drag (ooh-h-h)
Let the rhythm slip,
let the tempo lag
We find the pulse when we lose the frame
Somatic motion, call it by its name
Relax
into the delay (purr-r-r)