Deep Groove Skyline

Watch the clock spin on the whitewashed wall

Steady footsteps down an empty hall

Catching static on the evening breeze

Moving easy through the copper trees (hmmmm)

There's a subtle spark in the cool room air

Flickering signs that we're almost there

Can you feel it coming round?

Drifting slowly into modern motion

Floating out across an open ocean (yeah) Take the rhythm,

let it pull us through Nothing left to prove,

just me and you

Paper napkins with a sketch of home

Walking silent under monochrome

Counting markers on the painted line

Everything arriving right on time

There's a subtle spark in the cool room air

Flickering signs that we're almost there Can you feel it coming round?

Drifting slowly into modern motion

Floating out across an open ocean (ooh-yeah) Take the rhythm,

let it pull us through Nothing left to prove,

just me and you

Sink into the tone

(ahhhh) Never

feel alone

Drifting on... (hummmm)