Verse 1
Sweat on your collar, red lamp swings low
Bass through the brick makes the tin roof glow
You touch my shoulder, not a single word
Loudest call that the body heard
Slide to the left where the tempo drops down
Bare feet scraping on the packed red ground
Pre-Chorus
Do you feel the spark in the wooden floor
Do you feel the pull at the open door
One breath in, let the shoulders drop
Once it starts, no, it cannot stop
Chorus
Heels on the clay, heat on the floor
Wildfire in the night, asking for more
Breathe with the drum, lean in the space
Wildfire in the night, moving through the place
Verse 2
Two in the morning, three circles deep
Nobody here came to look for sleep
Ribs against ribs as the shakers start
Counting the pace on a steady heart
Salt on my neck, your hand on my sleeve
No other room where we want to breathe
Pre-Chorus
Do you feel the spark in the wooden floor
Do you feel the pull at the open door
One breath in, let the shoulders drop
Once it starts, no, it cannot stop
Chorus
Heels on the clay, heat on the floor
Wildfire in the night, asking for more
Breathe with the drum, lean in the space
Wildfire in the night, moving through the place
Bridge
From the back screen door out into the tall grass
Look at how quick all the dark hours pass
No promised words, no secret to keep
Just the drum burning low while the houses sleep
Chorus
Heels on the clay, heat on the floor
Wildfire in the night, asking for more
Breathe with the drum, lean in the space
Wildfire in the night, moving through the place
