Verse
Lanterns hang low where the courtyard bends
Copper cups pass, hand to hand to hand
Drum skins hum through the smoke and dust
Your shoulder brushes, then pulls back like it must
Pre-Chorus
Is it the flame or the pulse in your wrist
Do you feel it too, or did I just miss
Chorus
Held by the low light, held by the low light
Nobody's counting the steps we don't take tonight
Held by the low light, held by the low light
Close as the smoke lets us, not an inch more, not quite
Verse
Firelight paints your collarbone gold
Bare feet in dust where the old songs unfold
Your fingers trace the rim, not my palm
Rhythm keeps time where our hands stay calm
Pre-Chorus
Is it the flame or the pulse in your wrist
Do you feel it too, or did I just miss
Chorus
Held by the low light, held by the low light
Nobody's counting the steps we don't take tonight
Held by the low light, held by the low light
Close as the smoke lets us, not an inch more, not quite
Bridge
Wick burns down, the shadows crawl in
Circle tightens, the room grows thin
No one's watching, so why hold back
Your hand finds mine on the second track
Chorus
Held by the low light, held by the low light
Nobody's counting the steps we don't take tonight
Held by the low light, held by the low light
Close as the smoke lets us, not an inch more, not quite