Swing Sunday

[Verse] Footsteps chasing the echo's drum Through city lights where shadows hum Saxophone screams through alley dark Trumpet bursts ignite the spark [Bridge] Streetlights flicker a heartbeat's race Tension thick in this crowded space The melody whispers then takes flight Sharp as daggers in the dead of night [Chorus] Oh we’re running through the frantic haze Swinging wildly setting flames ablaze Trumpet roars and the sax does cry Tense beats clash and the notes won’t lie [Verse 2] Sweat pours heavy and breath comes thin Every corner hides where we begin The rhythm snaps like a lightning whip Fingers trembling but we don’t slip [Bridge] Underneath the sky so tight and low City pulses in a frantic glow Notes collide in a furious fight Chasing the crescendo into the night [Chorus] Oh we’re running through the frantic haze Swinging wildly setting flames ablaze Trumpet roars and the sax does cry Tense beats clash and the notes won’t lie