Remixed Resonance

(yeah) Walking down the pavement late at night

Tracing shadows under orange light

Wondering if we got it right

And the heat is rising up

Spilling over from the cup

We are running out of time

Oh,

we found the rhythm in the quiet space

Spinning slowly, leaving not a trace

(ahhhh) Leaves are turning gold against the grey

Watching all the static fade away

Nothing left for us to say

In the quiet space

Leaving not a trace (hmmmmm)