Slow bass rolling in the ground (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Cedarwood burning in the oil-drum fire

Sparks drifting up past the telephone wire

You shift your weight to the roll of the kick

Dry leaves underfoot, dry pine on a stick

Your pulse on your throat beating steady and deep

We have a rhythm that we came here to keep

Pre-Chorus

Breathe in, let it fall

Shadows leaning on the garden wall

Breathe in, let it trace

Every line upon your face

Chorus

Smoke signals rising between us

Slow bass rolling in the ground

No words moving in the silence

Smoke signals rising between us

Verse 2

Ash on your shoulder, gray on the green

Closest two bodies have ever been seen

The sub shakes the fence where the zinc sheets shake

We take every step that the low notes make

Wool against skin in the chill of the breeze

Smoke drifting easy right up through our knees

Pre-Chorus

Breathe in, let it fall

Shadows leaning on the garden wall

Breathe in, let it trace

Every line upon your face

Chorus

Smoke signals rising between us

Slow bass rolling in the ground

No words moving in the silence

Smoke signals rising between us

Bridge

Embers turn red in the middle of the floor

Nobody heads for the open door

Hold on the downbeat, stay where you stand

The fire is speaking under your hand

Chorus

Smoke signals rising between us

Slow bass rolling in the ground

No words moving in the silence

Smoke signals rising between us