Woven Current

[Verse 1]
The air held still, a collective grin,
Counting heartbeats from deep within.
A hush descends on cobblestone thought,
For the moment we've all secretly sought.

[Chorus]
That subterranean, secret hum,
Tells every fibre, "Here it comes!"
A single current, bright and bold,
A story only we've been told.

[Verse 2]
The city's hum, a concrete sigh,
Meets the selva's rhythm, passing by.
Invisible threads, from street to square,
Knit through the bassline, floating there.

[Chorus]
That subterranean, secret hum,
Tells every fibre, "Here it comes!"
A single current, bright and bold,
A story only we've been told.

[Bridge]
This duende deep, a silver gleam,
A crescent moon within the dream.
We patch the gaps, the lonely years,
With syncopated, joyful tears.

[Outro]
Just the bass, the warp and weft.
Nothing but this moment's theft.