Held By The Low Light (έκδοση 2)

Verse

Lanterns hang low where the courtyard bends

Copper cups pass, hand to hand to hand

Drum skins hum through the smoke and dust

Your shoulder brushes, then pulls back like it must

Pre-Chorus

Is it the flame or the pulse in your wrist

Do you feel it too, or did I just miss

Chorus

Held by the low light, held by the low light

Nobody's counting the steps we don't take tonight

Held by the low light, held by the low light

Close as the smoke lets us, not an inch more, not quite

Verse

Firelight paints your collarbone gold

Bare feet in dust where the old songs unfold

Your fingers trace the rim, not my palm

Rhythm keeps time where our hands stay calm

Pre-Chorus

Is it the flame or the pulse in your wrist

Do you feel it too, or did I just miss

Chorus

Held by the low light, held by the low light

Nobody's counting the steps we don't take tonight

Held by the low light, held by the low light

Close as the smoke lets us, not an inch more, not quite

Bridge

Wick burns down, the shadows crawl in

Circle tightens, the room grows thin

No one's watching, so why hold back

Your hand finds mine on the second track

Chorus

Held by the low light, held by the low light

Nobody's counting the steps we don't take tonight

Held by the low light, held by the low light

Close as the smoke lets us, not an inch more, not quite