Speaking to the bone (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red dust resting on the yard outside

Sun going down where the heat can't hide

Bare feet touching on the cooling stone

Your ribs leaning where the bass is thrown

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the stone begin to sway

Hear the heavy things we never say

Drop coming in, steady and slow

Tell me where the shoulders go

Chorus

Log drum love language

Speaking to the bone

Log drum love language

Never dance alone

Rumble in the chest, rhythm in the floor

We don't need a word to know what it is for

Verse 2

Amber light fading on your collarbone

Speakers humming in the red-brick stone

Breeze moving soft on the salted skin

Letting another hollow roll begin

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the stone begin to sway

Hear the heavy things we never say

Drop coming in, steady and slow

Tell me where the shoulders go

Chorus

Log drum love language

Speaking to the bone

Log drum love language

Never dance alone

Rumble in the chest, rhythm in the floor

We don't need a word to know what it is for

Bridge

Sky turns purple, the yard goes deep

Promises the body knows how to keep

Just the soles of our feet on the rattle of the drum

Waiting for the second drop to come

Chorus

Log drum love language

Speaking to the bone

Log drum love language

Never dance alone

Rumble in the chest, rhythm in the floor

We don't need a word to know what it is for