Moon Over Red Sand
v4
@Mohamed Maachou
Moon Over Red Sand
v4
@Mohamed Maachou
Text
[Verse 1]
Footprints
Glowing in the dust
Bodies
Moving like we trust
Every breath
Hanging in the heat
Strangers
Swaying cheek to cheek
[Chorus]
Moon over red sand
Hands on my shoulders
Rhythm runs wild
As the night gets older
We don’t say a word
But I understand
You’re speaking to my heart
With your moon over red sand (oh)
[Verse 2]
Your eyes
Catching every spark
We dance
Right into the dark
Heartbeat
Hiding in your grin
I spin
Till I fade within
[Chorus]
Moon over red sand
Hands on my shoulders
Rhythm runs wild
As the night gets older
We don’t say a word
But I understand
You’re speaking to my heart
With your moon over red sand (yeah)
Moon over red sand
Pulling me closer
Lose every name
Till the night is over
Nothing left to prove
Nothing to defend
Just you and me in circles
And this moon over red sand
Footprints
Glowing in the dust
Bodies
Moving like we trust
Every breath
Hanging in the heat
Strangers
Swaying cheek to cheek
[Chorus]
Moon over red sand
Hands on my shoulders
Rhythm runs wild
As the night gets older
We don’t say a word
But I understand
You’re speaking to my heart
With your moon over red sand (oh)
[Verse 2]
Your eyes
Catching every spark
We dance
Right into the dark
Heartbeat
Hiding in your grin
I spin
Till I fade within
[Chorus]
Moon over red sand
Hands on my shoulders
Rhythm runs wild
As the night gets older
We don’t say a word
But I understand
You’re speaking to my heart
With your moon over red sand (yeah)
Moon over red sand
Pulling me closer
Lose every name
Till the night is over
Nothing left to prove
Nothing to defend
Just you and me in circles
And this moon over red sand
Musikstyle
Deep tribal house groove; hypnotic percussion circles around a steady four-on-the-floor kick, shakers and toms building a trancey undercurrent. Male vocals, low and intimate on the verses; chant-like, call-and-response hooks with stacked harmonies on the chorus. Sub-bass warm and round, atmospheric pads drifting in and out as the track slowly rises, hits a percussive peak, then rides the groove out., tribal house
