[Intro]
[Fast rave piano]
[Vocal chop]
“One more!”
[Reverse bass enters]
[Kick]
[Verse 1]
We don’t know
if it’s late
or early anymore.
We only know
we’re still here.
Sticky floor.
Heavy shirt.
Nobody’s hair
looks the way
it did at the start.
Then that piano hits
and suddenly
nobody’s tired.
One guy throws
both hands up.
Another turns
toward his friends.
A girl starts laughing
because she knows
the melody
before anyone else.
Two seconds later
the whole room
is following it.
[Pre-Chorus]
Let it rise.
Don’t cut it.
Hold it
a little longer.
And when it drops...
make it really drop.
[Chorus]
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN
WE’LL STILL BE DANCING.
WHEN THE MORNING WALKS IN
IT’LL FIND US JUMPING.
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN
DON’T TURN OFF THE SOUND.
AFTER ALL THESE HOURS...
WE DON’T EVEN KNOW
WHO CAME HERE TIRED.
More piano.
More lead.
Faster.
Again.
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN...
WE’LL DECIDE
IF WE’RE LEAVING.
[Verse 2]
There’s a guy
beside the bar
who’s been saying
for an hour:
“I’m leaving now.”
But every time
the build begins
he freezes.
Listens.
Looks at the floor.
And walks back in.
Nobody laughs.
We’ve all done it.
That exit door
looks miles away
when the right melody
starts climbing.
And outside
the sky
isn’t black anymore.
That strange blue
is coming in.
The kind of blue
you only notice
after too many hours
without looking
through a window.
[Breakdown]
[Kick disappears]
[Crystal arpeggio]
[Soft rave piano]
[Voice]
Look outside.
...
It’s morning already.
[Hoover sweep]
Look inside.
...
Not in here.
[Build]
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
[Snare rush]
[Drop]
HANDS UP!
[Chorus]
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN
WE’LL STILL BE DANCING.
WHEN THE MORNING WALKS IN
IT’LL FIND US JUMPING.
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN
DON’T TURN OFF THE SOUND.
AFTER ALL THESE HOURS...
WE DON’T EVEN KNOW
WHO CAME HERE TIRED.
More piano.
More lead.
Faster.
Again.
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN...
WE’LL DECIDE
IF WE’RE LEAVING.
[Verse 3]
By eight in the morning
nobody’s posing anymore.
That disappeared
hours ago.
Now you move
however your body wants.
One person
with their eyes closed.
Another nodding
to the reverse bass.
Two strangers
singing together
to a melody
with no words.
Maybe
that’s the best part.
After enough hours
you stop trying
to look like anything.
You’re just there.
Just listening.
Just following
the kick.
[Bridge]
[Rave piano only]
We don’t want
it to stop.
Not because
we can’t leave.
Because we know
the second it stops
all of this
becomes yesterday.
And we’re not ready
for yesterday
just yet.
[Supersaw rises]
[Final Build]
[Snare rolls]
[Filtered reverse bass]
[Vocal chops]
“One more!”
“One more!”
“One more!”
[Voice]
Then one more.
[Final Drop]
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN!
LET THEM FIND US UP!
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN!
KEEP THAT MELODY RUNNING!
PIANO!
KICK!
LEAD!
REVERSE!
HANDS!
FLOOR!
AGAIN!
AGAIN!
WHEN THE DOORS OPEN
LET THE SUN
COME IN IF IT WANTS!
BUT WHILE
THERE’S ONE MORE TRACK...
NOBODY
IS MOVING US
FROM HERE!
[Outro]
[Kick cuts]
[Piano keeps playing]
[Doors opening]
Someone says:
“Let’s go.”
[Small pause]
Another voice:
“After this one.”
[Piano rises again]
