Warm air moving against your dress (النسخة 2)

Verse 1

Copper light on the back of your neck.

Shadows long on the timber deck.

Bare feet shifting on cooling stone.

Ribs against ribs, neither one alone.

You take the weight when the tempo drops.

Breath in the lungs and it never stops.

Pre-Chorus

Hear the slide start down low.

Where the bass goes, we go.

Sink your weight in my chest.

Breathe it out, let it rest.

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press.

Warm air moving against your dress.

Two feet sliding, nowhere to run.

Heavy and slow with the sinking sun.

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press.

Verse 2

Gold turns to violet along the wall.

Fingers rest where the shadows fall.

Log drum hums in the collarbone.

Soles of our feet on the smoothed-down stone.

Slow lean, sideways, hip to hip.

Holding the roll as the hours slip.

Pre-Chorus

Hear the slide start down low.

Where the bass goes, we go.

Sink your weight in my chest.

Breathe it out, let it rest.

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press.

Warm air moving against your dress.

Two feet sliding, nowhere to run.

Heavy and slow with the sinking sun.

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press.

Bridge

Ground stays steady beneath the slide.

Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.

Chest to chest as the low note drops.

Nothing is broken, nothing stops.

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press.

Warm air moving against your dress.

Two feet sliding, nowhere to run.

Heavy and slow with the sinking sun.

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press.