Lanterna, burn low, keep the circle wide (версия 2)

Verse 1

Tin roof cooling in the four a.m. wind

Kerosene burning where the gravel begins

Red dust settling around your toes

Bass drum humming through the garden hose

You step two paces to the left of the wire

Shoulders turning in the orange fire

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the timber shake

Do you feel the circle close

Nothing here that we could break

Follow where the shadow goes

Chorus

Lanterna, burn low, keep the circle wide

Only skin and the rhythm inside

Lanterna, stay close, hold the ground

Nothing moving but the heavy sound

Verse 2

Sweat on your collarbone, steady and slow

Wooden crates stacked in a crooked row

You take my wrist, pull it into the sway

Night taking everything we didn't say

Hot glass ticking by the open door

Bare feet sweeping out the dusty floor

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel the timber shake

Do you feel the circle close

Nothing here that we could break

Follow where the shadow goes

Chorus

Lanterna, burn low, keep the circle wide

Only skin and the rhythm inside

Lanterna, stay close, hold the ground

Nothing moving but the heavy sound

Bridge

The wick burns down, the iron holds

Night folds into what the body knows

No names to call, no track to trace

Just your breath against my face

Chorus

Lanterna, burn low, keep the circle wide

Only skin and the rhythm inside

Lanterna, stay close, hold the ground

Nothing moving but the heavy sound