Midnight hangs in perfect still
The air is thick, the bass is real
We’re not moving, we’re not gone
Just suspended in this song
Every breath is synchronized
With the low end we internalize
No beginning, no delay
Just this moment, just this sway
Holding on to the weight of the sound
Where the silence ends and the bass is found
We are still, we are whole
Every frequency inside our soul
The room dissolves into the drone
We are nothing but a pulse and tone
No more edges, no more lines
Just the bass and how it binds
(Drop out: sub only, no rhythm, just vibration floating)
Don’t wake me from this place
Where the heavy turns to grace
The low end is the ground
And I am lost, and I am found
Holding on to the weight of the sound
Where the silence ends and the bass is found
We are still, we are whole
Every frequency inside our soul
Inside our soul
The bass is found
(Long sub swell fading into warm noise)