Dust on the Dancefloor Bones (wersja 2)

Verse

Wooden floor worn thin and pale

Chalk dust rising like a veil

Boards remember every heel

Bone deep groove, I feel it still

Old hall breathing through the cracks

Sweat and smoke on our backs

Grandmother's slippers, same worn wood

Same four corners, understood

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the floor talking

Under every step we take

Something buried, something walking

Rising up with every shake

Chorus

Dust on the dancefloor bones

Dust on the dancefloor bones

We are never dancing alone

Dust on the dancefloor bones

Verse

Nails and pine and candle wax

Forty summers, cracked and stacked

Their footprints under my own

This floor keeps what we've outgrown

Speakers hum where fiddles played

Same beat, different decade

Chalk lifts up into the light

Settling soft on skin tonight

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the floor talking

Under every step we take

Something buried, something walking

Rising up with every shake

Chorus

Dust on the dancefloor bones

Dust on the dancefloor bones

We are never dancing alone

Dust on the dancefloor bones

Bridge

I am the weight that presses down

I am the print that stays around

Every crack holds a name

Every board remembers the same

Long after we are gone from here

Someone else will disappear

Into rhythm, into grain

Dancing us alive again

Chorus

Dust on the dancefloor bones

Dust on the dancefloor bones

We are never dancing alone

Dust on the dancefloor bones