Paroles
(instrumental, filtered build, 16 bars)
Low ceiling, high sound
Everybody moving like they're underwater
Somebody's perfume on the air
And the night just got longer
No clock in here, no door in here
Just the low end and the light
These are the velvet hours
Soft and slow and gold
Velvet hours, velvet hours
Don't let the record go
Your hand on the small of the beat
Mine on the edge of the sound
I've been in this room a hundred times
Never like this, never found
No clock in here, no door in here
Just the low end and the light
These are the velvet hours
Soft and slow and gold
Velvet hours, velvet hours
Don't let the record go
Don't name it
Don't name it
Just stay in it
Just stay
These are the velvet hours
Soft and slow and gold
Velvet hours, velvet hours
Don't let the record go
Velvet hours
Velvet hours
Ooh, don't let it go