Verse 1
Low wooden speaker right at your knees
Warm summer dust blowing in on the breeze
You lean your weight till your heels leave the stone
Nothing to say that we do not both own
Wrist on my collar, steady and slow
Tuning our breath to the rumble below
Pre-Chorus
Listen to it drop
Feel it in the floor
Everything slows down
Give it one breath more
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Heavy and low right inside your chest
Step where the log drum sinks in the stone
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Verse 2
Red tape peeling from the wire on the floor
Cool nighttime air drifting in through the door
You catch the shaker, you loosen your spine
Shoulder to shoulder, we hold to the line
No need for talking, no need for the light
Just the bass rolling deep in the night
Pre-Chorus
Listen to it drop
Feel it in the floor
Everything slows down
Give it one breath more
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Heavy and low right inside your chest
Step where the log drum sinks in the stone
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Bridge
Unclench your fingers, let the palms spread
All of the noise falling out of your head
Just the warm timber, just the deep sound
Two pair of bare feet firm on the ground
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Heavy and low right inside your chest
Step where the log drum sinks in the stone
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press