[Verse 1] Wooden gears and copper wire Spinning faster than desire At a hundred-sixty beats Down these narrow, cobbled streets Fretless strings begin to slide Through the cracks where shadows hide Catch the pocket, let it breathe Before the syncopations seethe [Chorus] Skittering under the acoustic sky Watch the brass and timber fly Double up the dry refrain Keep the rhythm, lose the pain Brushed cymbals catching air Tangled in a wooden snare [Verse 2] Piano stabs, off-kilter groove Force the heavy joints to move Just a second, open space Fretless fill to set the pace Then the edits chop the thread Spinning clockwork in my head [Outro] Tightly wound, then let it go Fastest folk you'll ever know Just a warm and wooden hum And a silent brush of drum
