Текст песни
[Intro (spoken/filtered)]
Boarding call in the midnight glow,
Zip up the sky, let the speakers blow—
Next stop: anywhere.
[Verse 1]
Neon signs on a rainy street,
Tokyo pulse under tired feet,
Suitcase thump like a kick drum heart,
Every border is a brand-new start.
Postcard sky through an airplane wing,
City names like a choir sing,
I don’t need maps when the low end guides,
Chasing horizons on shifting tides.
[Pre-Chorus]
Stamp that page, let it burn like fire,
Jet lag dreams getting turned to wire,
Hands up high when the engines roar—
I’m not lost, I’m exploring more.
[Chorus]
We go—run, run, run—through the world in a blur,
Lights flash, bass crash, feel the planet stir,
From the Alps to the coast, to the desert heat,
Drop it down—let the rhythm be my seat.
Passport in the bass, I’m a wandering sound,
Every country, every city—new ground,
Turn it up, let the sky fall down—
When the drop hits hard, I’m global now.
[Drop (vocal chops / ad-libs)]
Go—go—go—
(O-pen the gate)
Bass—bass—bass—
(Shake the earth)
Fly—fly—fly—
We don’t come down.
[Verse 2]
Paris dusk in a metro hum,
Berlin night where the sub drums run,
Marrakesh wind in the market haze,
Gold and spice in the strobe light blaze.
Rio sunrise, salt on skin,
Sydney waves where the nights begin,
Trainline rhythm, highway tone,
Every mile makes a new backbone.
[Chorus]
We go—run, run, run—through the world in a blur,
Lights flash, bass crash, feel the planet stir,
From the Alps to the coast, to the desert heat,
Drop it down—let the rhythm be my seat.
Passport in the bass, I’m a wandering sound,
Every country, every city—new ground,
Turn it up, let the sky fall down—
When the drop hits hard, I’m global now.
[Bridge (half-time / airy)]
Oceans between us, but I’m not alone,
Satellite stars on my cracked phone,
If the road gets cold, if the clouds feel heavy,
I hear that kick like a pulse—steady.
No flags on my love, no lines on my song,
Just a beat that says we all belong.
[Final Drop / Outro]
Go—go—go—across the globe,
Bass in the chest, let the journey unfold,
City to city, we’re breaking the sound—
When the drop hits hard… we’re global now.
