Keep moving… Don’t ask why… Head full of traffic Feet on the floor Thought I knew where I was going Then I opened another door Lights keep bending Time goes strange Same old face Different frame Where are we going? I got a head full of static A pocket full of plans One foot in the future One foot where I am Everybody talking But nobody says much So I follow that bassline Through the cracks in the dust Follow the sound… Follow the sound… Let it move you Let it take control Don’t fight the rhythm Let it rearrange your soul Move your body Let your mind run free Lose yourself in the static Find another version of me Move… Move… Move… There’s a man in the window But he looks like me He’s pointing at a road That I can’t quite see I laugh at the madness The madness laughs back Then the whole damn city Starts running on the track Left turn, right turn Back to the beginning Lost my train of thought But I think I’m still winning Head’s doing circles While the bass does the talking Nobody knows where we’re going But everybody’s walking Are you still there? Still there… Let it move you Let it take control Don’t fight the rhythm Let it rearrange your soul Move your body Let your mind run free Lose yourself in the static Find another version of me STATIC MOVE STATIC MOVE LET IT GO Sometimes you don’t need an answer. Sometimes you just need a rhythm. Something underneath everything telling you… keep going. Keep going… Keep going… No map No plan Just a pulse in the ground If the world’s gone sideways Turn the volume around Let it move you Let it take control Don’t fight the rhythm Let it rearrange your soul Move your body Let your mind run free Lose yourself in the static Find another version of me Follow the sound… …sound… …sound… …sound…
