Verse 1
Sun sits heavy on the corrugated tin
Log drum knocking where the dusk creeps in
You turn your shoulder to the open air
Red dust drifting through the braids in your hair
No words spoken across the yard
Bassline moving through the red clay hard
Pre-Chorus
Catch the slow drift in the air
Tell me what you see right there
Two steps closer, let it breathe
Nothing else we need to leave
Chorus
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Feet on the ground where the rhythm runs free
No need to speak what the body knows
Smoke signals rising as the log drum rolls
Verse 2
Cinder on the brickwork burning down low
Shadow on your collarbone taking it slow
Sweat cools soft on the back of my hand
Bass keeps rolling through the cooling sand
You nod twice to the four-four count
Quiet is the only thing we talk about
Pre-Chorus
Catch the slow drift in the air
Tell me what you see right there
Two steps closer, let it breathe
Nothing else we need to leave
Chorus
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Feet on the ground where the rhythm runs free
No need to speak what the body knows
Smoke signals rising as the log drum rolls
Bridge
Sky turns purple, the coals turn gray
We let the evening take the rest away
Just a breath and a sway in the dark
Every little movement is a quiet spark
Chorus
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Feet on the ground where the rhythm runs free
No need to speak what the body knows
Smoke signals rising as the log drum rolls