Dust on your ankles, weight on your heels (wersja 4)

Verse 1

Red soil rising from the courtyard floor

Cool night pushing through the open back door

You take two steps, you drop your head low

No space between us where the log drums go

Beads of sweat along the back of your neck

Shifting your weight on the timber deck

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel it under your feet

Do you feel it pull in the heat

Listen close, don't say a thing

Wait for the wire to sing

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, weight on your heels

Move how the deep bass makes the ground feel

Dust on your ankles, steady and slow

We let the night do what bodies know

Verse 2

Tire tracks fading in the yard outside

Nowhere left for the shadows to hide

You touch my wrist, you pull with the sway

Counting the hours that we gave away

Cold glass sweating on a plastic chair

Cedar smoke hanging in the heavy air

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel it under your feet

Do you feel it pull in the heat

Listen close, don't say a thing

Wait for the wire to sing

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, weight on your heels

Move how the deep bass makes the ground feel

Dust on your ankles, steady and slow

We let the night do what bodies know

Bridge

Morning is waiting on the other side

Out on the pavement where the taxis ride

Stay in the circle, keep your feet down

Leave all the trouble in the sleeping town

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, weight on your heels

Move how the deep bass makes the ground feel

Dust on your ankles, steady and slow

We let the night do what bodies know