Amber light on the dust below (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Paraffin smell in the cooling air

Shadows lean long on the plastic chair

Zinc roof popping as the red sun dies

You catch my rhythm without your eyes

Bare heels tapping on the red clay floor

Breeze pulls in through the open door

Pre-Chorus

Where do we go when the heat gives in

Where does the drum meet the cooling skin

Step to the left, let the shoulder drop

We let it ride, we don't make it stop

Chorus

Lanterna swinging slow

Amber light on the dust below

Chest to chest where the low drum goes

Lanterna swinging slow

Nobody speaks what the body knows

Lanterna swinging slow

Verse 2

Sweat on your neck turning cool and sweet

Bassline humming through the soles of our feet

Glass full of water on the speaker box

Nobody looking at the ticking clocks

Fingers resting on the cotton sleeve

No words needed for the way we breathe

Pre-Chorus

Where do we go when the heat gives in

Where does the drum meet the cooling skin

Step to the left, let the shoulder drop

We let it ride, we don't make it stop

Chorus

Lanterna swinging slow

Amber light on the dust below

Chest to chest where the low drum goes

Lanterna swinging slow

Nobody speaks what the body knows

Lanterna swinging slow

Bridge

Sky turns purple, the wind stands still

Only the kick drum climbing the hill

Hold that weight right against the bone

Nothing to carry when the light has flown

Chorus

Lanterna swinging slow

Amber light on the dust below

Chest to chest where the low drum goes

Lanterna swinging slow

Nobody speaks what the body knows

Lanterna swinging slow