Grundriss Beben

[Verse 1]
This concrete floor, it knows a secret code,
A quiet current, waiting to explode.
Past traffic lights that shimmer, then go dark,
A pre-programmed shiver, leaving its mark.

[Chorus]
The drop, the drop, a sudden, heavy grace,
An unseen foundation shifts in this old place.
A silent boom, we feel the current run,
Our bodies echo, moving as one.

[Verse 2]
Faces blur, a mosaic in the haze,
Through silent echoes, we find our shared maze.
Like old tram lines, weaving through the night,
We follow currents, lost in pure delight.

[Chorus]
The drop, the drop, a sudden, heavy grace,
An unseen foundation shifts in this old place.
A silent boom, we feel the current run,
Our bodies echo, moving as one.

[Bridge]
The concrete hums, a secret, knowing grin,
A momentary bridge, where we all begin.
This fleeting architecture, built on sound,
In fractured memory, forever found.

[Outro]
Again, again, the silent boom,
We shake the walls, we own this room.