Muffle Groove

(hmmm-mm) Rain on the windowpane,

coffee getting cold

Tracing every story that we never told

Watching as the streetlights flicker through the gray

Letting all the heavy moments drift away

(drift away)

Just let the needle run

and find the groove

Nothing left to say

and nothing left to prove (ooh-ooh)

We're spinning in the dust

Just let it rest,

in time we trust

Seconds turn to minutes,

minutes turn to hours

Walking through the garden of forgotten flowers (hmmm) No need to rush

the dawn, we'll keep the dim light low

Letting the recording take us where we go

Let it fade... (hmmm-mm)