House Music Nightcore

Low undercurrent, moving slow. Blue glass turns below. A single breath, a distant sign. The hour folds into the night. Stay close. Let the avenue roll. Be home inside the sound. After midnight, go deeper. No need to say a word. After midnight, moving cleaner. Until the world is Blurred. The roof is warm Beneath Our feet. The town hums far below. A softer shape, a slower beat. A place we almost know. After midnight, we go deeper. Need to say a word. After Midnight, Quieter. Until The Sky is