Log drum love language, low in the bone (wersja 2)

Verse 1

Red dirt cooling on the floor

Copper light at the open door

Sweat dries soft in the evening air

Bassline heavy in your braided hair

No voice needed to cross the space

Just warm skin in this open place

Pre-Chorus

Feel it hum, feel it low

Where the spoken stories go

Do you hear it in your chest

Putting all the talk to rest

Chorus

Log drum love language, low in the bone

You lean in and I feel like home

Log drum love language, easy and slow

Saying what only the bodies know

Verse 2

Cold cup sweating in your palm

Dust hangs gold in the courtyard calm

You step sideways and find my stride

Nowhere left for the heart to hide

Shoulder brushing on every four

Our feet stay planted on the floor

Pre-Chorus

Feel it hum, feel it low

Where the spoken stories go

Do you hear it in your chest

Putting all the talk to rest

Chorus

Log drum love language, low in the bone

You lean in and I feel like home

Log drum love language, easy and slow

Saying what only the bodies know

Bridge

The orange sky is turning blue

The only truth is me and you

No clever words upon the tongue

Just heavy kicks while we are young

The iron roof begins to shake

We take the rhythm that we make

Chorus

Log drum love language, low in the bone

You lean in and I feel like home

Log drum love language, easy and slow

Saying what only the bodies know