Chest to chest in the indigo blue (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Chalk dust settled on the timber floor

Low hum knocking by the open door

Bare feet turning on a quiet beat

Cool air rising from the paving street

You lean closer where the speaker leans

Nothing spoken of the things it means

Pre-Chorus

Is it the night or the heat in the room?

Pulse in the throat where the sub notes bloom

Watch how the quiet lets the circle spin

Watch where the rhythm pulls you in

Chorus

Smoke signals rising slowly

Chest to chest in the indigo blue

Smoke signals rising slowly

Every breath finding its way to you

Verse 2

Three drops sweating on a copper cup

Grey haze floating as the room fills up

Your wrist rocking to the log drum roll

Warm skin moving out of your control

Shadows thinning where the incense clears

No sound living but the one right here

Pre-Chorus

Is it the night or the heat in the room?

Pulse in the throat where the sub notes bloom

Watch how the quiet lets the circle spin

Watch where the rhythm pulls you in

Chorus

Smoke signals rising slowly

Chest to chest in the indigo blue

Smoke signals rising slowly

Every breath finding its way to you

Bridge

No space left between your step and mine

Just the low chord pulling out the line

Don't ask the morning where the dark has gone

The floor stays steady while the smoke drifts on

Chorus

Smoke signals rising slowly

Chest to chest in the indigo blue

Smoke signals rising slowly

Every breath finding its way to you