[Verse ] The strobe cuts the air into a thousand static frames. Electric blue, violet shadows, the smell of dry ice and expensive sweat. I’m watching the smoke curl around the rafters, but I’m really looking for you. Are you leaning against the bar, or are you just the way the light hits that stranger’s shoulder? My pulse is syncing to the kick drum - one, two, one, two. It’s deafening in here, but I only hear your name in the static. I see your silhouette in the peripheral, but when I turn, you’ve dissolved into the rhythm. You’re a ghost I’m haunting. [Pre-chorus] Closer now. The air is getting thick. I’m losing the edges of my skin. Can you feel the pull? The gravity is shifting. [Chorus] You got me moving I feel like flying You got me moving I feel like diving Into the deep end Under the surface You got me moving I feel like flying [Verse] I closed my eyes for a second and you were right there, breath on my neck, a phantom touch. But I open them and you’ve shifted shapes again. Now you’re the glow of a cigarette, now you’re the vibration in the floorboards. I’m dancing with a memory I haven’t even made yet. Everyone in this room is wearing your face for a split second. I’m projecting my heart onto the back of the DJ booth. It’s a beautiful fever. Don’t wake me up. [Pre-chorus] Closer now. The air is getting thick. I’m losing the edges of my skin. Can you feel the pull? The gravity is shifting. [Chorus] You got me moving I feel like flying You got me moving I feel like diving Into the deep end Under the surface You got me moving I feel like flying [Bridge] Wait. Did I invent you? Are you the rhythm, or am I? If the lights come up and the music stops, do you evaporate with the haze? I’m reaching out, but I’m only touching the humidity. You’re everywhere. You’re nowhere. You’re the only thing that’s real in here. [Chorus] You got me moving I feel like flying You got me moving I feel like diving Into the deep end Under the surface You got me moving I feel like flying
