

Yeah (uh-huh)
I walk through the fog when the afternoon fades Counting the cracks
in the old pavement blades Everyone's running to chase down a dream
But I'm just content with the warmth of the steam
Feel the weight under your feet Let the heavy baseline take the
street Heavy low end carrying the night Moving steady,
out of sight
Two dollars short but my head is on straight
No need to hurry,
I'm happy to wait
The radio's humming a low-frequency hum
Matching the pattern of kick and the drum
Feel the weight under your feet Let the heavy baseline take the
street Heavy low end carrying the night Moving steady,
out of sight
Just the low
end... (just like that)