Cold plastic grip in my hand
Lost in a digital land
Grey living room, dim blue light
Holding the rhythm so tight
Slide down the highway of glass
Watch all the colored notes pass
Hold on to every last beat
Feel the electric heat
Green red and yellow and blue
Doing the things I must do
Fingers are numb from the race
Staring in a frozen space
Slide down the highway of glass
Watch all the colored notes pass
Hold on to every last beat
Feel the electric heat
Battle the ghost in the screen
Wildest sight I have ever seen
One wrong move and I will fall
Bouncing off a digital wall
Slide down the highway of glass
Watch all the colored notes pass
Hold on to every last beat
Feel the electric heat
The screen goes white in a flash
Hear the heavy thunder crash
Slower now, the tempo drops
Until the spinning circle stops
Old dusty chords in the air
Tangled in a static glare
Winning the war for the crown
Turning the volume way down
Slide down the highway of glass
Watch all the colored notes pass
Hold on to every last beat
Feel the electric heat
Just one more song for the night
Turn off the last flickered light
