Smoke signals in the fading light

Verse

Clay bricks holding the day's heat

Cedar burning slow and sweet

You lean against the wooden rail

Sun goes down like an iron nail

Your fingers tap against your thigh

Matching the kick as it rolls by

Pre-Chorus

Log drum drops down low

Where do the shadows go

You turn your wrist, you nod your head

Nothing is lost, nothing is said

Chorus

Smoke signals in the fading light

Your hands are talking to the sound

Smoke signals in the fading light

Red dust rising off the ground

Verse

Spilled water drying on the stone

Bassline vibrating through the bone

Warm breeze catching in your shirt

Bare feet heavy in the dirt

Your shoulder rolls, you pull me near

Only the low hum living here

Pre-Chorus

Log drum drops down low

Where do the shadows go

You turn your wrist, you nod your head

Nothing is lost, nothing is said

Chorus

Smoke signals in the fading light

Your hands are talking to the sound

Smoke signals in the fading light

Red dust rising off the ground

Bridge

The coals turn grey, the orange dies

Smoke clearing out between your eyes

No space between the drum and skin

This is where the quiet begins

Chorus

Smoke signals in the fading light

Your hands are talking to the sound

Smoke signals in the fading light

Red dust rising off the ground