Gold on your skin, the drum does the rest (Version 2)

Verse 1

Zinc sheets cooling in the late amber glow

Cinder block garden where the shadows grow slow

Your palm against mine, fingers laced tight

Sweat turning cold in the incoming night

Log drum slides low underneath the ground

We lean our weight where the sub goes down

Pre-Chorus

Lean to the left

Give it the floor

One breath in

Ready for more

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press

Gold on your skin, the drum does the rest

Down through the ribs, steady and deep

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press

Verse 2

Dust on your ankle, ring on your hand

Heels striking firm on the hard-beaten sand

No talk between us, just shoulder and bone

Moving together like we came here alone

Sunset is sinking down into the clay

The rolling tempo carries yesterday away

Pre-Chorus

Lean to the left

Give it the floor

One breath in

Ready for more

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press

Gold on your skin, the drum does the rest

Down through the ribs, steady and deep

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press

Bridge

Sky turns to violet, speakers stay warm

Hold the low frequency, center the storm

Nothing to settle, nothing to say

Just the long slide taking the weight away

Chorus

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press

Gold on your skin, the drum does the rest

Down through the ribs, steady and deep

Feel the pitch bend, letting it press