Skin Remembers the Beat (версия 2)

Verse

Palm meets shoulder, static hum

Kick drum lands where my pulse begins

Every pore is a small mouth open

Breathing bass through my own skin

Heat moves slow like oil on water

Collarbone catching the amber glow

Skin stretched tight like a drum's own membrane

Holding the rhythm it won't let go

Pre-Chorus

Something under the surface answers

Before my mind can call it name

Cells align like they've done this always

Body already knows the frame

Chorus

Skin remembers the beat

Skin remembers the beat

Long after the sound has left the room

Skin remembers the beat

Verse

Sweat beads travel like a slow river

Down the spine to the waist and back

Neck tilts soft to a rhythm older

Than the needle dropped on the track

Fingertips read the air like braille now

Every hair on my arm stands tall

Skin keeps score where the mind loses count

Answers the drum before the call

Pre-Chorus

Something under the surface answers

Before my mind can call it name

Cells align like they've done this always

Body already knows the frame

Chorus

Skin remembers the beat

Skin remembers the beat

Long after the sound has left the room

Skin remembers the beat

Bridge

Turn off the light, the pulse stays lit

Under my skin, under my skin

Floor could vanish, still I'd feel it

Written in where the drum has been

Chorus

Skin remembers the beat

Skin remembers the beat

Long after the sound has left the room

Skin remembers the beat