Breathe in the timber, let the hours go (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red dust rising where your heels come down

Low drum shaking the uneven ground

Woodsmoke clinging to your linen shirt

Two slow steps in the cooling dirt

No words spoken in the space between

Shadows doing what the eyes have seen

Pre-Chorus

Feel that timber burning down

Feel that sub beneath the town

Where you gonna turn your face

When the rhythm takes the space

Chorus

Firelit horizon, keep moving close

Breathe in the timber, let the hours go

Chest to my chest while the log drum rolls

Firelit horizon, keep moving close

Verse 2

Orange embers on the open stones

Bassline humming in the marrow bones

Sweat on your collar catching in the breeze

Tall dry grass leaning on our knees

You take my wrist and you guide my sway

Miles from the morning, miles from day

Pre-Chorus

Feel that timber burning down

Feel that sub beneath the town

Where you gonna turn your face

When the rhythm takes the space

Chorus

Firelit horizon, keep moving close

Breathe in the timber, let the hours go

Chest to my chest while the log drum rolls

Firelit horizon, keep moving close

Bridge

Nothing to explain, nothing to prove

Just the dark earth giving us room

Ash in the air, warmth on your skin

Stay where the heavy drum begins

Chorus

Firelit horizon, keep moving close

Breathe in the timber, let the hours go

Chest to my chest while the log drum rolls

Firelit horizon, keep moving close