Verse 1
Red dust drifting off the edge of the stone
Sun going down on a yard of our own
Two feet shifting to the low log drum
Waiting for the quiet and the dark to come
Ember glow rising from a cut oil tin
Cool air settling on warm dark skin
Pre-Chorus
Chest to the bass, no need to speak
Warm wind turning against your cheek
Lift your chin slow, let the shaker roll
Step into the space that you hold
Chorus
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Feet on the ground where the rhythm runs free
Orange light resting on shoulder and knee
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Verse 2
Iron gate rattle as the beat drops low
Shadows stretch out where the dancers go
Cinder spark floating in the braid of your hair
You match my step on the open square
Heels hit the dirt right on the one
We know the movement before it has begun
Pre-Chorus
Chest to the bass, no need to speak
Warm wind turning against your cheek
Lift your chin slow, let the shaker roll
Step into the space that you hold
Chorus
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Feet on the ground where the rhythm runs free
Orange light resting on shoulder and knee
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Bridge
Sky turning violet, fire burned low
Nowhere in this yard that we have to go
Breath on the pulse, two hands in the air
Leave all the heavy things there
Chorus
Smoke signals rising between you and me
Feet on the ground where the rhythm runs free
Orange light resting on shoulder and knee
Smoke signals rising between you and me
