Verse 1
Sun slips low on the corrugated tin
Orange dust hanging where the evening settles in
Your hand touches mine, not a single word said
Rumble in the timber running right up through the tread
Knees bending softly as the low end lands
Everything we're saying written right in our hands
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the weight?
Can you feel it drop?
Deep inside the chest
Never gonna stop
Chorus
Log drum love language rolling in the ground
Tell me what you need without a single sound
Warm skin, slow roll, leaning into you
Log drum love language carrying us through
Verse 2
Sweat cools down on the back of your neck
Shadows stretching long across the wooden deck
Heel to the timber, shoulder to the beat
Pulse coming up through the soles of our feet
You tilt your chin and you give me the sway
We don't need a tongue for the things we say
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the weight?
Can you feel it drop?
Deep inside the chest
Never gonna stop
Chorus
Log drum love language rolling in the ground
Tell me what you need without a single sound
Warm skin, slow roll, leaning into you
Log drum love language carrying us through
Bridge
Sky goes purple, the speaker breathes deep
This is a promise the body can keep
No conversation, just blood and the drum
Staying right here till the morning has come
Chorus
Log drum love language rolling in the ground
Tell me what you need without a single sound
Warm skin, slow roll, leaning into you
Log drum love language carrying us through