Written / performed / produced by Bob Forbes.
Lyrics
They're wired to the rhythm like the pulse in veins,
Lost in a sequence as they're breaking the chains.
Ecstatic hearts beating in a deep syncopate,
Through this dynamic universe that they will navigate.
Why they do what they do, yeah its fire in the night,
In this futuristic paradise, everything feels so right,
They're the children of the stars, calling out the names,
In this furious world, constantly playing the game.
They dance with abandon, with no fear of the fall,
In this eccentric wonderland, just a-wanting it all,
The beat transcends us in it's frantic pace,
Unraveling the shadows, but so lost in space.
Why they do what they do, yeah its fire in the night,
In this futuristic paradise, everything feels so right,
They're the children of the stars, calling out the names,
In this furious world, constantly playing the game.
Alive in the distortion, their passions resonate,
In this vibrant connection, they're forever awake,
So dance on through the night, letting the music guide,
In this world of exotic dreams, it can never divide.
Why they do what they do, yeah its fire in the night,
In this futuristic paradise, everything feels so right,
They're the children of the stars, calling out the names,
In this furious world, constantly playing the game.
Copyright 2024; Bob Forbes