Leave the long day behind in the west (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Amber light resting on the courtyard floor

Warm wind slipping past an open door

Copper on your collarbone, shadow on your knee

Stepping to the silence right before the three

You drop your weight, I match your pace

Nothing to explain in this open space

Pre-Chorus

Hear the low drum slide

Pulling down the sun

Nowhere left to hide

Let the rumble run

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Leave the long day behind in the west

Skin against skin as the wooden sub hums

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Verse 2

Orange turning purple along the roof line

Fingers trace a circle on the warm pine

Bare toes gripping on the red clay tile

Speaking without moving your lips for a mile

Log drum sagging like a heavy slow tide

Pulling every breath from the ribs inside

Pre-Chorus

Hear the low drum slide

Pulling down the sun

Nowhere left to hide

Let the rumble run

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Leave the long day behind in the west

Skin against skin as the wooden sub hums

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Bridge

Ground drops low, whole body leans

More than whatever the talking means

Hold the frequency right in the bone

Two pulses beating under one tone

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest

Leave the long day behind in the west

Skin against skin as the wooden sub hums

Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest