Track Insight / Lyrics
Tires hum a low humming song,
Where the damp night road feels so long.
Like a root that searches for heat,
Rhythm pulsing under the beat.
Gliding through the gold street light,
Rolling through the velvet night.
Slowing down the heavy spin,
Letting all the coolness in.
Monstera leaves in a glass jar,
Watching from the seat of my car.
Salty mist on a windshield pane,
Drinking up the scent of the rain.
Gliding through the gold street light,
Rolling through the velvet night.
Slowing down the heavy spin,
Letting all the coolness in.
Latin names for the weeds in the crack,
Following a shimmering track.
Patience in the soil and the seed,
Finding every rhythm I need.
Gliding through the gold street light,
Rolling through the velvet night.
Slowing down the heavy spin,
Letting all the coolness in.
The Wurlitzer plays a soft chord,
Everything I ever adored.
Warmth of tape and a low fidelity,
Sailing on a lo-fi melody.
Silver asphalt under the glow,
Taking it steady and taking it slow.
Chlorophyll in a midnight haze,
Lost in a nostalgic summer daze.
Gliding through the gold street light,
Rolling through the velvet night.
Slowing down the heavy spin,
Letting all the coolness in.
Humming on the black, Bringing summer back.
Just a little slow.
