

Walking through the heavy haze,
streets are paved in gray Listening to the record spin,
washing time away
Noises in the static,
a beautiful design Sinking into cushion as we leave the world behind
Slow it down, let the sound drift away
(drift away) In the noise,
in the waves, we can stay
Flicker on the TV screen,
color starting to bleed This 1999 horizon is the only thing I
need
Synth lines bending upwards,
floating out of space Saxophone is weeping in a cold and quiet
place (uh-huh)
Through the static feel the heat (feel it) Lost inside a lazy
beat
Slow it down, let the sound drift away
(drift away) In the noise,
in the waves, we can stay
Just drift...
(drift on down)