Red sun is dipping low over the street (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Brick wall cooling down from the heat

Dry grass flat where we planted our feet

Sweet wood burning in an iron drum

Chest catching echo from the sub-bass hum

You lift your chin through the orange haze

Shoulders rolling in the easy daze

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the ground shake?

Do you feel the time slow?

Where the embers drift high

That is where we both go

Chorus

Smoke signals rising between you and me

Red sun is dipping low over the street

No need for talking, just moving our feet

Smoke signals rising between you and me

Verse 2

Sky turns purple on the corrugated tin

Cool evening breeze on your sunburnt skin

Two shadows blending in the circle wide

Nobody rushing to the other side

Spilled drink drying on the paving stone

Hand finds a rhythm that it makes its own

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the ground shake?

Do you feel the time slow?

Where the embers drift high

That is where we both go

Chorus

Smoke signals rising between you and me

Red sun is dipping low over the street

No need for talking, just moving our feet

Smoke signals rising between you and me

Bridge

Not a word between us, not a breath out of time

Just the grey curl drifting in a slow straight line

Hold the deep vibration till the light is gone

We let the drum lead on

Chorus

Smoke signals rising between you and me

Red sun is dipping low over the street

No need for talking, just moving our feet

Smoke signals rising between you and me