Skin remembers what the mouth forgets (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Low light bending on the concrete yard

Speaker stack breathing like a slow-lit star

You take my hand, put it on your chest

Let the sub-bass answer what my palm can't guess

Heartbeat catching on the second drop

Nobody talking, nobody wants it to stop

Pre-Chorus

Feel it move from your ribs to mine

Same slow pulse on the same tight line

No words needed, no need to ask

Just the rhythm doing all the task

Chorus

Log drum love language in your chest

Talking through the bassline, nothing left unsaid

Skin remembers what the mouth forgets

Log drum love language in your chest

Verse 2

Dust rising soft where the dancers turn

Candle on the windowsill starting to burn

Your shoulder finds the same slow sway

Two heartbeats learning how to stay

Hand still resting where the low end hits

Whole conversation in the way it fits

Pre-Chorus

Feel it move from your ribs to mine

Same slow pulse on the same tight line

No words needed, no need to ask

Just the rhythm doing all the task

Chorus

Log drum love language in your chest

Talking through the bassline, nothing left unsaid

Skin remembers what the mouth forgets

Log drum love language in your chest

Bridge

Maybe this is how it's always been

Closer than a word could ever get in

Your chest under my palm like a second tongue

Saying everything before it's sung

Chorus

Log drum love language in your chest

Talking through the bassline, nothing left unsaid

Skin remembers what the mouth forgets

Log drum love language in your chest