Bare skin glowing from a spark (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Cinderblock wall holds the midday heat

Sand fine and cool underneath our feet

A white clay cup on the wooden crate

No one asking why we stayed out late

Your collar damp where the bassline falls

Quiet vibration in the garden walls

Pre-Chorus

Hear the deep sub roll

Let it take the whole

Step into the lean

Nothing in between

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the dark

Bare skin glowing from a spark

No words, only where we are

Smoke signals rising in the dark

Verse 2

Sweet blue vapor from the burning pine

Your shoulder heavy pressing into mine

A dog barks once three streets away

Far from the trouble of the coming day

Log drum taps on the hollow tin

You tilt your chin and you pull me in

Pre-Chorus

Hear the deep sub roll

Let it take the whole

Step into the lean

Nothing in between

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the dark

Bare skin glowing from a spark

No words, only where we are

Smoke signals rising in the dark

Bridge

The coals burn red in the iron pot

Holding the warmth that the daylight forgot

Two slow breaths when the shaker drops

We move together till the music stops

Chorus

Smoke signals rising in the dark

Bare skin glowing from a spark

No words, only where we are

Smoke signals rising in the dark