Ozone After

[Verse 1]
The last red Topo Chico on the porch rail
is sweating in the dark by the humming A/C.
We watch the heat lightning over the Franklins;
we don't need to name the pressure drop we feel.

[Chorus]
Oh, the quiet is a current.
Oh, the air we hold between us.
It's the kindest kind of silence.

[Verse 2]
The streetlights make a halo in the humidity,
a soft refraction on the wet asphalt.
Someone said, "the storm's holding its breath out west,"
and we all nod, 'cause what else can you say at all?

[Chorus]
Oh, the quiet is a current.
Oh, the air we hold between us.
It's the kindest kind of silence.

[Bridge]
A passing headlight threw our shadows on the wall,
and for a second, we were ten feet tall.

[Chorus]
Oh, the quiet is a current.
Oh, the air we hold between us.
It's the kindest kind of silence.

[Outro]
The air we hold.
The air we hold.