Tritone Walk

(ahhhh) Fingers tracing on the cold glass

Shadows stretch and then they pass

Two-bar cycle, watch it spin

Where we end is where we begin

F-sharp to G, hear it fall Crit-tone rising on the wall (yeah)

Spinning round the central key Locked inside this symmetry

Eight notes high, four notes low

That's the formula we know

Never breaking from the track

Pushing forward, pulling back

F-sharp to G, hear it fall Crit-tone rising on the wall (ooh)

Spinning round the central key Locked inside this symmetry

F-sharp... G... C...