Dust on your ankles, sun going down

Verse 1

Red dirt settling across the yard

You kick your sandals by the fence

Bass drum humming underneath the grass

Everything slow, it makes clean sense

You take two steps, you turn around

You catch my eyes without a word

Warm copper light across your neck

The only sound that needs be heard

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel that low roll rise

Coming up through the soles of our feet

Can you feel that low roll rise

Waiting on that second beat

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, sun going down

We let the red earth do the talking now

Dust on your ankles, stay in the groove

Nothing to say when the body moves

Verse 2

Shadows are reaching long and wide

Sweat turning cool along your brow

Your right shoulder brushing close to mine

We stay right here inside the now

Dry grass swaying with the log drum roll

Your heels keep counting every bar

Sky turning purple at the rim

We never have to travel far

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel that low roll rise

Coming up through the soles of our feet

Can you feel that low roll rise

Waiting on that second beat

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, sun going down

We let the red earth do the talking now

Dust on your ankles, stay in the groove

Nothing to say when the body moves

Bridge

The soil remembers where we stand

No heavy thoughts to hold in hand

Just breath on breath, just drum on stone

Two pairs of feet to guide us home

Chorus

Dust on your ankles, sun going down

We let the red earth do the talking now

Dust on your ankles, stay in the groove

Nothing to say when the body moves