Log drum love language, heavy and slow (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Orange light resting on your collarbone

Sun going red on the terrace stone

You don't need a word to say what you mean

Just the weight of your hip leaning in between

Sandals kicked off by the plastic chair

Bass rolling thick through the cooling air

Pre-Chorus

Feel that timber rolling deep

Under the skin where the pulses meet

Can you hear what the wood is saying now?

Chorus

Log drum love language, heavy and slow

Tell me the things only bodies know

Log drum love language, chest to my chest

Let the bassline settle the rest

Verse 2

Shadows stretch long on the yellow brick

Breeze off the roof coming soft and thick

A drop in the low end, you shift your weight

Nobody asking if the hour is late

Your palm finds my wrist without looking down

The rhythm is speaking for the whole quiet town

Pre-Chorus

Feel that timber rolling deep

Under the skin where the pulses meet

Can you hear what the wood is saying now?

Chorus

Log drum love language, heavy and slow

Tell me the things only bodies know

Log drum love language, chest to my chest

Let the bassline settle the rest

Bridge

Quiet the mouth, open the skin

This is the place where the true things begin

One low pitch moving under the wood

Understood, understood

Chorus

Log drum love language, heavy and slow

Tell me the things only bodies know

Log drum love language, chest to my chest

Let the bassline settle the rest