The Stride (Variation)
Drift
The shortcut only you know, shoes that remember the route. A walking bassline that matches your stride and asks nothing of you. For nowhere to be but here — and here's got a good beat.
Lyrics
The shortcut only you know
Shoes that know the route by heart
Stepping over puddles without looking down
The stride does the rest of the part
Nowhere to be but here
And here's got a good beat
The corner where the sun hits different
The bassline under my feet
A bag of groceries, no rush
The long way through the park
Every block I used to sprint
I'm taking slow now, in the dark
Nowhere to be but here
And here's got a good beat
The corner where the sun hits different
The bassline under my feet
Nowhere to be but here
Nowhere to be but here
And here's got a good beat