Burn so slow, hold on tight (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Bare feet moving on the red brick floor

Warm wind breathing through the open door

You don't speak, you just lean your frame

Log drum calling out a heavy name

Sweat runs easy down your temple slow

Nothing to say that the beat don't know

Pre-Chorus

Sparks on the skin

Feel it begin

Catching the drum

Here it comes

Chorus

Burn so slow, hold on tight

We are a wildfire in the night

Dust kicking up till the floor ignites

We are a wildfire in the night

Verse 2

Salt on your collar, pulse in your wrist

Spinning in circles through the cooling mist

Speakers shaking through the timber beams

Nobody chasing after morning dreams

Heels dig deep in the packed-down earth

Every small motion has a quiet worth

Pre-Chorus

Sparks on the skin

Feel it begin

Catching the drum

Here it comes

Chorus

Burn so slow, hold on tight

We are a wildfire in the night

Dust kicking up till the floor ignites

We are a wildfire in the night

Bridge

One quiet spark on a crowded floor

Nobody asking for anything more

Just your warm hand finding mine

Letting the rhythm take its time

Chorus

Burn so slow, hold on tight

We are a wildfire in the night

Dust kicking up till the floor ignites

We are a wildfire in the night