Verse 1
Paraffin smell in the cooling air
Shadows lean long on the plastic chair
Zinc roof popping as the red sun dies
You catch my rhythm without your eyes
Bare heels tapping on the red clay floor
Breeze pulls in through the open door
Pre-Chorus
Where do we go when the heat gives in
Where does the drum meet the cooling skin
Step to the left, let the shoulder drop
We let it ride, we don't make it stop
Chorus
Lanterna swinging slow
Amber light on the dust below
Chest to chest where the low drum goes
Lanterna swinging slow
Nobody speaks what the body knows
Lanterna swinging slow
Verse 2
Sweat on your neck turning cool and sweet
Bassline humming through the soles of our feet
Glass full of water on the speaker box
Nobody looking at the ticking clocks
Fingers resting on the cotton sleeve
No words needed for the way we breathe
Pre-Chorus
Where do we go when the heat gives in
Where does the drum meet the cooling skin
Step to the left, let the shoulder drop
We let it ride, we don't make it stop
Chorus
Lanterna swinging slow
Amber light on the dust below
Chest to chest where the low drum goes
Lanterna swinging slow
Nobody speaks what the body knows
Lanterna swinging slow
Bridge
Sky turns purple, the wind stands still
Only the kick drum climbing the hill
Hold that weight right against the bone
Nothing to carry when the light has flown
Chorus
Lanterna swinging slow
Amber light on the dust below
Chest to chest where the low drum goes
Lanterna swinging slow
Nobody speaks what the body knows
Lanterna swinging slow
