You know the movement, forget the rest (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red bulb swinging from the ceiling wire

Bass hums low like an open fire

Rubber soles flat on the timber floor

We don't speak by the double door

Palm on my wrist, feeling every drop

Room keeps rolling, it never stops

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the timber shake

Underneath the steps we make?

Count to three on the bottom tone

Heavy wood against the bone

Chorus

Log drum love language, deep in the chest

You know the movement, forget the rest

Log drum love language, rolling so slow

Heavy and warm where the wood meets the toe

Verse 2

Salt on your temple, collar undone

One shadow moving where two begun

Wooden box knocks at forty-five hertz

Saying what never gets said in words

Heel on the plank, answering the roll

Bassline pressing right through the sole

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the timber shake

Underneath the steps we make?

Count to three on the bottom tone

Heavy wood against the bone

Chorus

Log drum love language, deep in the chest

You know the movement, forget the rest

Log drum love language, rolling so slow

Heavy and warm where the wood meets the toe

Bridge

Turn down the lamps, leave the speaker wide

Nowhere to wander and nowhere to hide

Steady as breathing, simple as stone

Nobody talking, nobody alone

Chorus

Log drum love language, deep in the chest

You know the movement, forget the rest

Log drum love language, rolling so slow

Heavy and warm where the wood meets the toe