Log Drum Rolls and the Dust Is Rising

Verse 1

Bare feet stamping on the hard red ground

Nobody speaking, only drum and sound

You step closer by the speaker stack

One heel lifting as the wood taps back

Sweat on the collar and the cool night air

Nothing to settle that isn't there

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the weight go down?

Can you feel the pulse hit ground?

Hold the step, let it breathe

Nothing else that we need

Chorus

Log drum rolls and the dust is rising

Skin on skin and the circle winding

No more words in the midnight air

Log drum rolls and the dust is rising

Verse 2

Chalk on your ankles, grey on mine

Shifting together on the kick drum line

Your hand resting on my shoulder bone

Two bodies moving like a single stone

Tires on the gravel by the wire gate

Nobody running and nobody late

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the weight go down?

Can you feel the pulse hit ground?

Hold the step, let it breathe

Nothing else that we need

Chorus

Log drum rolls and the dust is rising

Skin on skin and the circle winding

No more words in the midnight air

Log drum rolls and the dust is rising

Bridge

Stay right here in the open space

Rhythm moving on a quiet face

Let the bass shake the gravel clean

Nothing between us and what is seen

Chorus

Log drum rolls and the dust is rising

Skin on skin and the circle winding

No more words in the midnight air

Log drum rolls and the dust is rising