Bare skin listening to the beat (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Embers glowing by the wooden gate

Two a.m. and nobody is late

Red light resting on your collarbone

You don't speak to make the feeling known

Dust kicks soft around your moving feet

Bass drum heavy where the shadows meet

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the timber hum

Every breath before it comes

Pulling close, holding low

Nowhere else we have to go

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Bare skin listening to the beat

You sway, I sway, slow and deep

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Verse 2

Cool grey ash along the open floor

No one looking for the iron door

Sweat like water on your temple line

Shoulders rolling in the log drum time

Nothing spoken that we need to name

Two dark bodies in the circle frame

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the timber hum

Every breath before it comes

Pulling close, holding low

Nowhere else we have to go

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Bare skin listening to the beat

You sway, I sway, slow and deep

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Bridge

Ground is steady and the fire died

Nothing left that we are trying to hide

Just the pulse inside the open space

Just the warmth across your resting face

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Bare skin listening to the beat

You sway, I sway, slow and deep

Smoke signals rising in the heat