Slow roll moving through our feet (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red bulb swinging from a wire overhead

Dust kicked up where the circle spread

You drop low, I follow the line

Shoulder to shoulder, keeping the time

Pre-Chorus

Heavy air, heavy bass

No names needed in this space

Watch it lift, watch it glow

Where the fire goes, we go

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Slow roll moving through our feet

No words, nothing left to speak

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Verse 2

Cold sweat dripping down the glass in your hand

Bare heels pressed in the packed-down sand

Your breath comes easy on the off-beat drum

Waiting for the golden sun to come

Two shadows blending where the brick turns gray

We let the log drum carry us away

Pre-Chorus

Heavy air, heavy bass

No names needed in this space

Watch it lift, watch it glow

Where the fire goes, we go

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Slow roll moving through our feet

No words, nothing left to speak

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Bridge

Cinders drifting in the dark blue air

Nothing is missing, everything is there

Just the low hum burning deep inside

The rhythm holds us, open and wide

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the heat

Slow roll moving through our feet

No words, nothing left to speak

Smoke signals rising in the heat