Verse 1
Orange sun sitting low on the tin
Warm copper light on your neck and your skin
Bass dropping slow from the edge of the yard
Heels in the clay where the ground is worn hard
Your hand on my shoulder, open and wide
No need for speaking, no need to hide
Pre-Chorus
Down in the timber
Down in the chest
Wait for the drop now
Let your weight rest
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Heavy wood rolling, nothing to guess
Two shadows leaning into the ground
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Verse 2
Lantern swinging by the open brick wall
Sky going violet as the shadows fall
Bare feet sliding on the edge of the stone
Catching the rumble, sharing the tone
Low wave rolling through the ribs and the spine
Your breath settling right into mine
Pre-Chorus
Down in the timber
Down in the chest
Wait for the drop now
Let your weight rest
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Heavy wood rolling, nothing to guess
Two shadows leaning into the ground
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Bridge
The sun slips under, the speaker holds sway
Warm wind blowing what is left of the day
Stay in the slide now, stay where you lean
Nothing between us, nothing between
Chorus
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press
Heavy wood rolling, nothing to guess
Two shadows leaning into the ground
Feel the pitch bend, letting it press