[Intro] [A cool, melodic bass riff starts the groove. A finger-snap hits on the 2 and 4.] [Verse 1] I’m measuring the distance in a single look, The final paragraph of a heavy book. I watch the needle as it starts to slide, Nowhere left for the mediocre to hide. The air is spicy and the atmosphere is thin, This is where the real operation begin. I don't need a witness to the move I make, I’m the only prize that you will never take. [Chorus] I’m the shadow on the dial tonight! Measuring the margin of the fading light! The clock is a logic I’ve come to erase! I’m a high-status ghost in a permanent space! The shadow! The dial! [Verse 2] I track the rhythm of the city heart, A structural completion of a master art. The street is empty and the lights are high, A solitary figure under different sky. You can calculate the arc of the fall, But you cannot interpret the writing on the wall. I am the variable that won't align, The master designer of my own design. [Bridge] [Saxophone solo begins, slow and sultry.] [Chorus] I’m the shadow on the dial tonight! Measuring the margin of the fading light! The clock is a logic I’ve come to erase! I’m a high-status ghost in a permanent space! The shadow! The dial! [Outro] [Bass line walks down and fades out.] Check the time. It’s later than you think.
