

(hmmm-mm) Late night static on the radio dial
We let the dust settle for a little while
No need to rush when the rhythm is right We just coast
on the low-end tonight (yeah)
Slow it down, feel the weight of the air
We're just drifting, we're already there (softly)
Watch the ink bleed dry on the page
Finding peace on a quiet stage
Nothing to prove to the crowd outside
Just the beat and a place to hide
Slow it down, feel the weight of the air
We're just drifting, we're already there
(oh yeah) (hmmm-mm)