Half-Charged Groove

(ooh-ooh) Old magazines from ninety-nine

I'm sitting in this waiting line

Outside a kid is selling water in the heat

He laughs too loud then goes quiet on the street

My phone is dying,

losing track

A half-charged power bank in my pack

I'm looking for a spark

to clear the dust

Retro game crush, playing in the dark

Retro game crush, waiting for a spark (yeah) Spinning round the floor

under flashing beams We are more than just a grid of dreams

Paper pages curl beneath my thumb

Waiting for the static night to come

That street noise fades into a gentle hum

My battery is low but we are never numb

Retro game crush, fading in the light

(ooh-ooh) Half-charged but we can dance all night