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The world is spinning in the dark
A million lights, a single spark
We cross the borders in our minds
Leaving all the noise behind
The city breathes in sync with me
A quiet kind of symphony

Atmosphere is holding us close
In the echoes of the things we lost
Across the oceans, through the sky
We watch the universe go by
We are the dreamers of the night
Bathed in the artificial light

A pulse electric, slow and deep
While everybody is asleep
We speak a language of the soul
Making broken fragments whole
From east to west, the rhythm sways
Caught in this atmospheric maze

Atmosphere is holding us close...

Just dreamers...
In the light...