Silky keys are calling, they embrace the funk,
Tight snare's snapping, keepin' us in the trunk,
Rolling hi-hats dancing in the moonlight's glow,
Swagger step, we’re movin’, let the good times flow.
Echoed claps surround us, feel the rhythm rise,
Soulful horns are singing, lifting spirits high,
In this endless motion, hearts and feet collide,
Let the music take us on a wild ride.
With each beat we surrender, our worries fade away,
Lost in this deep groove, where night becomes our day,
Chasing down the echoes, in a world so free,
Feel the funky spirit, let it carry me.
When the sunlight creeps in and the night's wrapped tight,
We’ll hold onto this feeling, like stars in flight,
In every step we take, in every song we write,
We’ll dance forever onward, groove through the night.
So as the music softens, and the moment’s done,
Know we’ll keep on moving, for the night's just begun.
With hearts entwined in harmony, and memories in sight,
We’ll rise up to the rhythm, and groove through the night.
Funk
Silky keys, Tight snare, Rolling hi-hats, Swagger step, Echoed claps, Soulful horns, Endless motion