Skin on skin while the red smoke is rising (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red wood burning down low in the sand

You pull me closer with an open hand

Dust on our ankles, heat on our knees

The log drum breathing through the dry grass trees

Pre-Chorus

Feel that weight drop down in your chest

No words needed, let the quiet do the rest

Count to four on the heels of your feet

Right where the ground and the low embers meet

Chorus

We sway slow in the firelit horizon

Skin on skin while the red smoke is rising

We sway slow in the firelit horizon

Heavy bass holding the dark where we stand

Verse 2

Ash drifting gray in the rim of the cup

Nobody waiting for the sun to come up

Your shoulder heavy on the curve of my side

Finding the space where the shadows divide

Pre-Chorus

Feel that weight drop down in your chest

No words needed, let the quiet do the rest

Count to four on the heels of your feet

Right where the ground and the low embers meet

Chorus

We sway slow in the firelit horizon

Skin on skin while the red smoke is rising

We sway slow in the firelit horizon

Heavy bass holding the dark where we stand

Bridge

Stay right here in the bend of the drum

Forget where we were or where we come from

Just the red glow washing your brow

Nothing exists but the two of us now

Chorus

We sway slow in the firelit horizon

Skin on skin while the red smoke is rising

We sway slow in the firelit horizon

Heavy bass holding the dark where we stand