(feel the motion, baby)
(feel the motion, tonight)

Pink light on your face,
old song in a new place.
You laugh, the world rewind,
sweet groove, frozen in time.

Don’t stop the shine,
keep that rhythm fine.
Your hand in mine —
we fall in line.

Feel the motion, baby,
(feel the motion, baby)
Turn it up, don’t fade me,
(oh-oh, don’t fade me)
Love in slow devotion,
we just feel the motion.

Mirror floor, your steps align,
disco hearts in overdrive.
Every smile another beat,
sugar heat, electric sweet.

Don’t stop the shine,
keep that rhythm fine.
Your hand in mine —
we fall in line.

Feel the motion, baby,
(feel the motion, baby)
Turn it up, don’t fade me,
(oh-oh, don’t fade me)
Love in slow devotion,
we just feel the motion.

(feel… feel…)
We float — rewind — replay.
(feel… feel…)
You glow, I stay.

Feel the motion, baby,
(feel the motion, baby)
Turn it up, don’t fade me,
(oh-oh, don’t fade me)
Love in slow devotion,
we just feel the motion.

(feel the motion… tonight)
(feel the motion… stay in the light)

Feel the motion (Future Funk reload)

For ten days I'm in RELOAD mode, reworking all my creations from the past twenty days and transforming them into a different musical universe
The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

Feel the motion (Future Funk reload)

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