[Intro] (A 360-degree sweep of vocoded strings. The "Neptune" bass begins to pulse like a slow-motion heart. A crisp, glass-shatter clap hits on the 2 and 4.) (Whispered) The rhythm is internal. The logic is locked. [Verse 1] The floor is moving like a tectonic plate I’m perfectly patient, I’m happy to wait Until the frequency finds the right vein And washes the static right out of my brain. I’m built of angles and expensive glass Watching the shadows of the dancers pass But there’s a secret in the low-end sound That’s pulling my feet right off of the ground. [Pre-Chorus] (The "Nile" guitar enters with a shimmering, metallic scratch) I’m feeling the voltage, I’m feeling the heat From the crown of my head to the soles of my feet The signal is steady, the signal is strong This is the space where I finally belong. [CHORUS - THE DIAMOND DROP] (Full spatial disco explosion: Galloping octaves and vocoded string sweeps) You’re the groove to my heart, the spark in the wire A digital dream in a house of fire I’m feeling off and on, in the glow of the beat Surrendering control to the rhythmic heat. Under your touch, the architecture breaks I’m feeling every ripple, every shift it makes You’re the groove to my heart, the soul in the chrome The only frequency that's taking me home. [Verse 2] (Minimalist "Ghost Beat"—just the heavy kick and the "rubbery" bass) I’m a masterpiece of movement, a study in grace With a Technicolour smile on a marble face. No more circular logic, no more doubt I’ve found the rhythm that I can’t live without. It’s a kinetic confession, a physical vow And the only time that matters is Right Now. [Bridge] (The "Vacuum Suck": all sound vanishes except a granular, shimmering pad) (Intimate, dry vocal) Total... synchronization. (Vocoded harmonies build, rotating around the listener's head) Groove to my heart... Pulse to my soul... (A sudden, rapid-fire snare roll—Machine precision!) Accelerate! [Final Chorus] You’re the groove to my heart, the spark in the wire A digital dream in a house of fire I’m feeling off and on, in the glow of the beat Surrendering control to the rhythmic heat. Under your touch, the architecture breaks I’m feeling every ripple, every shift it makes You’re the groove to my heart, the soul in the chrome The only frequency that's taking me home. [Outro] (The "Galloping" bass and disco strings swirl together in a spatial loop) The groove to my heart. (Syncopated) Off and on... off and on... (Under your touch...) (In Technicolour...) (The track ends with a sharp digital "cut" followed by the sound of a long, shimmering reverb tail fading into the distance.)
