Текст песни
The asphalt's breathing under streetlight haze
We're walking circles through a purple maze
Your shadow's longer than the steps you take
A silent promise that we're meant to break
I hear the click-clack of the rhythm in the street
A midnight metronome for everyone we meet
Oh, give me that kinetic pulse
Before the morning turns to salt
We're neon-wrapped and moving fast
A gold-leaf fever meant to last
Don't let the daylight catch us standing still
We're climbing up that violet hill
(Climbing up that violet hill)
The air is heavy with a sugar scent
A momentary loan that's already spent
I see the reflection in your dark iris glow
A story written that we already know
No need for maps when the lights are this loud
We're drifting upward through the static crowd
Oh, give me that kinetic pulse
Before the morning turns to salt
We're neon-wrapped and moving fast
A gold-leaf fever meant to last
Don't let the daylight catch us standing still
We're climbing up that violet hill
(Climbing up that violet hill)
The minutes blur like high-speed film
We're lords of this electronic realm
Just for a second, we are golden
In this electric cage we're holding
Hold your breath!
Oh, give me that kinetic pulse
Before the morning turns to salt
We're neon-wrapped and moving fast
A gold-leaf fever meant to last
Don't let the daylight catch us standing still
We're climbing up that violet hill
(Climbing up that violet hill)
