Your body moves, I answer you

Verse 1

Two in the morning, red bulb on the wall.

Your shoulders drop as the piano falls.

Grey curls of vapor rolling off your lips.

Log drum counting every turn of your hips.

No words between us, nothing left to speak.

Warm air moving on the curve of your cheek.

Pre-Chorus

Do you see the signs?

Rising in the dark.

Do you feel the line?

Where we leave a mark.

Chorus

Smoke signals in the room.

Your body moves, I answer you.

Smoke signals in the room.

Heavy bass to pull us through.

We don't need a word to say.

Drifting till the break of day.

Smoke signals in the room.

Verse 2

Sweat on the collar, dust upon the tile.

We hold the corner for another mile.

A lift of your chin across the crowded space.

Bass rattles deep in the hollow of the place.

Hand grazes fabric, tempo doesn't lie.

Shadows stay tangled as the hours go by.

Pre-Chorus

Do you see the signs?

Rising in the dark.

Do you feel the line?

Where we leave a mark.

Chorus

Smoke signals in the room.

Your body moves, I answer you.

Smoke signals in the room.

Heavy bass to pull us through.

We don't need a word to say.

Drifting till the break of day.

Smoke signals in the room.

Bridge

Floorboards humming under quiet feet.

Ribcage locked into the middle of the beat.

Haze hangs low, but the path stays clear.

Nothing exists outside of here.

Chorus

Smoke signals in the room.

Your body moves, I answer you.

Smoke signals in the room.

Heavy bass to pull us through.

We don't need a word to say.

Drifting till the break of day.

Smoke signals in the room.