Dust on Your Ankles (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Bare feet scuffing where the pavers end

Red dirt rising where steps begin

Low drum hums in the chest and the bone

Two shadows rocking on dry grey stone

Your heel marks time on the beaten ground

We make a circle without a sound

Pre-Chorus

Feel the bass drop low

Feel the shaker start

Where does the floor end

Where is your heart

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, slow on the floor

We do not ask for a word anymore

Dust on your ankles, line in the clay

Let the rhythm carry the night away

Verse 2

One amber bulb on the wooden beam

Sweat on your neck in a quiet seam

You shift your weight to the steady count

Nothing to measure, no lost amount

The speaker rattles against the tin

Cool air moving across your skin

Pre-Chorus

Feel the bass drop low

Feel the shaker start

Where does the floor end

Where is your heart

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, slow on the floor

We do not ask for a word anymore

Dust on your ankles, line in the clay

Let the rhythm carry the night away

Bridge

Sun brings the bucket to wash off the grey

Wash all the steps that we took away

Stay in the shadow, stay in the track

Once the foot lands, it does not look back

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, slow on the floor

We do not ask for a word anymore

Dust on your ankles, line in the clay

Let the rhythm carry the night away