Where the Dust Learns to Dance (wersja 2)

Verse

Red clay rising where the speakers breathe

Bare feet drumming on the copper ground

Amber light behind the acacia trees

Twelve o'clock and the low end found

Someone's hand out, catching mine

Sweat and smoke in the string-light shine

Bassline walking up my spine

We move slow then we lose the time

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing, climbing

Underneath the skin

Every step erasing

Everywhere I've been

Chorus

This is where the dust learns to dance

This is where the dust learns to dance

Feet don't stop, no

Hips in a trance

This is where the dust learns to dance

Verse

Kalimba echo through the diesel haze

Circle wide then the circle turns

Nobody's watching, nobody's name

Just the heat and the way it burns

Shoulders dropping, the weight lets go

Talking drum says release it slow

Sky's turning orange, the set's real low

We don't need to know where we go

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel it climbing, climbing

Underneath the skin

Every step erasing

Everywhere I've been

Chorus

This is where the dust learns to dance

This is where the dust learns to dance

Feet don't stop, no

Hips in a trance

This is where the dust learns to dance

Bridge

No more names here, only rhythm

No more clocks, just the drum

Lost my shadow somewhere in it

Found myself where the dust becomes

Sun and skin and copper sound

Nothing lost that can't be found

Chorus

This is where the dust learns to dance

This is where the dust learns to dance

Feet don't stop, no

Hips in a trance

This is where the dust learns to dance