Comet of Willow (wersja 3)

Verse

Dust on the floor turns to gold in the beam

Feet find the pulse like it's answering a dream

Palms open wide where the bassline bends

Body lets go of where it begins

Heartbeat drops low then climbs through the chest

Breath keeps count when the mind needs rest

Shoulders unhook from the weight of the day

Skin turns to water and washes away

Pre-Chorus

Let the ache turn into grace

Let the floor become the place

Raise your hands, let go the frame

Nothing left to explain

Chorus

Sweat becomes prayer

Rising off the skin

Sweat becomes prayer

Let the light back in

Sweat becomes prayer

Every breath, amen

Sweat becomes prayer

Start again

Verse

Knees bend soft where the low end hums

Wrists go loose like the rhythm becomes

Spine remembers what the mind forgets

Body keeps faith with the beat it gets

Collarbone shines where the heat runs clear

Nothing but pulse, nothing but here

Eyes close soft, the room turns wide

Body becomes the only guide

Pre-Chorus

Let the ache turn into grace

Let the floor become the place

Raise your hands, let go the frame

Nothing left to explain

Chorus

Sweat becomes prayer

Rising off the skin

Sweat becomes prayer

Let the light back in

Sweat becomes prayer

Every breath, amen

Sweat becomes prayer

Start again

Bridge

No words left, just the rise and fall

Bone and breath, that's all

Hands up high, head bowed low

This is the only way we know

Chorus

Sweat becomes prayer

Rising off the skin

Sweat becomes prayer

Let the light back in

Sweat becomes prayer

Every breath, amen

Sweat becomes prayer

Start again