Amber on the brick, sun in the west 1

Verse 1

Low wooden bench where the shadow leans long

Locked drum-set humming underneath the song

Copper on your neck from the falling heat

Dust kicking easy round your bare feet

Ground starts to hum

Stone gives away

Heavy and low

Rolling the day

Chorus

Amber on the brick

Sun in the west

Feel the pitch bend

Deep in your chest

No one's moving

Bocked in those beds

Feel the pitch bend

Deep in your chest

Verse 2

Dust on your ankle

Healing the dirt

Warm breeze catching on the hem of your shirt

Lean back, slow and off-beat roll

Let the metronome take over the hole

Shoulder to shoulder in the orange shade

Quiet and steady as the light-ing fades

Ground starts to hum

Stone gives away

Heavy and low

Rolling the day

Chorus

Amber on the brick

Sun in the west

Feel the pitch bend

Deep in your chest

No one's moving

Bocked in those beds

Feel the pitch bend

Deep in your chest

Bridge

Sky turns purple

Neon goes black

Nothing to follow

No turning back

Hold that vibration

Right where we stand

Pulse of the speaker

Under your thumb

Sun in the west

Feel the pitch bend

Deep in your chest

No one's moving

Bocked in those beds

Feel the pitch bend

Deep in your chest