DJ ALEX S The Digital Pain

The night is heavy, the air is cold
Another story is getting old
We trace the movement, we trace the line
Step by step through the space and time
Hear the shadows, they start to speak
This is the sanctuary that we seek
We follow the bassline down to the floor
We turn the key and we lock the door
From A to G, then we hit F-sharp
We heal the wounds of a broken heart
Ending on F in the pouring rain
Washing away all the digital pain