Chest to chest where the drum feels right (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red sun sinking on the cinder block wall

Bare feet shifting where the deep logs fall

You do not speak, you just lean my way

Dust on your ankle from the heat of the day

Ribbon of blue from the charcoal coil

Drifting on skin that is sweeter than oil

One small step and your shoulder meets mine

Letting the heavy wood settle the time

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the pull

When the bass rolls wide

Do you feel the pull

With the dark outside

Chorus

Smoke signals in the low warm night

Chest to chest where the drum feels right

No words moving, just the sway and the light

Smoke signals in the low warm night

Verse 2

Sweat cools soft on the back of your neck

Embers of cedar glowing red on the deck

Two shadows blurring on the edge of the lawn

Nothing to say till the shadows are gone

You close your eyes and you give me your weight

Slow like the river at the iron gate

Nothing to ask and there is nothing to prove

Only the dust and the way that you move

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the pull

When the bass rolls wide

Do you feel the pull

With the dark outside

Chorus

Smoke signals in the low warm night

Chest to chest where the drum feels right

No words moving, just the sway and the light

Smoke signals in the low warm night

Bridge

Ground stays warm when the sun goes down

Breath on breath, not a single sound

Let the thin coil rise in the slow roll drum

Hold this pace till the morning comes

Chorus

Smoke signals in the low warm night

Chest to chest where the drum feels right

No words moving, just the sway and the light

Smoke signals in the low warm night