Verse 1
Red dust quiet on the brick wall now
Sun goes orange, we don't wonder how
You tap your heel to the steady count
Waiting on the bottom end to mount
Cool wind passing through the open door
Two feet planted on the concrete floor
Pre-Chorus
Hear the wood shake, feel the hum
Here it comes, here it comes
You close your eyes and you step in tight
Right before the bass hits the night
Chorus
Log drum love language
Chest to chest when the low end lands
Log drum love language
No words needed to understand
Rolling slow, rolling deep
Promises the body can keep
Log drum love language
Verse 2
Shadows melting in the yellow light
Shoulder brushing mine just right
No big gestures, no advice
Warm air cooling on a cup of ice
You match my sway without a sound
Weight shifts heavy to the ground
Pre-Chorus
Hear the wood shake, feel the hum
Here it comes, here it comes
You close your eyes and you step in tight
Right before the bass hits the night
Chorus
Log drum love language
Chest to chest when the low end lands
Log drum love language
No words needed to understand
Rolling slow, rolling deep
Promises the body can keep
Log drum love language
Bridge
Let the crowd talk, let them speak
We find the corner where the floor gets weak
Your pulse tapping on the wrist of mine
Let the sub-bass draw the line
Chorus
Log drum love language
Chest to chest when the low end lands
Log drum love language
No words needed to understand
Rolling slow, rolling deep
Promises the body can keep
Log drum love language
