Lyrics ๐
Silver-grey curtains blowing in the breeze,
The city is falling down to its knees.
A glass of red wine and a soulful refrain,
Watching the neon wash out in the rain.
Muted vibrations, a delicate touch,
I donโt want to feel too little or much.
Just a steady rotation, a slow-motion glide,
With nothing to fear and nothing to hide.
Linen and low light, drifting away,
Into the velvet at the end of the day.
Deep-seated rhythm, a secret design,
Tying your heartbeat into mine.
The incense is burning a hole in the night,
The moon is the only available light.
Soft-focus memories, a warm-filtered glow,
Down in the places where the dreamers go.
