Your body knows which way to lean (версия 2)

Verse 1

Red bulb humming over concrete tiles

You lean your back against the speaker pile

Cold glass sweating in an open hand

Log drum rolling through the heavy sand

You shift your shoulder and I read the sign

Foot taps steady on the counter line

Pre-Chorus

No words across the floor

Just the pull against the door

Drop low, let it bloom

Right here, make room

Chorus

Smoke signals in the room

Your body knows which way to lean

Low bass rolling through the gloom

We say the things that stay unseen

Smoke signals in the room

Smoke signals in the room

Verse 2

Damp shirt sticking to a warm dark spine

Shadows crossing where the wires entwine

Slow breath rising in the purple haze

Two steps forward in the steady blaze

You nod your head once, letting go the wheel

Only what the bottom of the ribs can feel

Pre-Chorus

No words across the floor

Just the pull against the door

Drop low, let it bloom

Right here, make room

Chorus

Smoke signals in the room

Your body knows which way to lean

Low bass rolling through the gloom

We say the things that stay unseen

Smoke signals in the room

Smoke signals in the room

Bridge

Dust turns golden on the corner stack

Once you find the tempo, there is no way back

One quiet breath before the drop comes through

The rhythm already answered you

Chorus

Smoke signals in the room

Your body knows which way to lean

Low bass rolling through the gloom

We say the things that stay unseen

Smoke signals in the room

Smoke signals in the room