Verse 1
Bare feet stamping on the hard red ground
Nobody speaking, only drum and sound
You step closer by the speaker stack
One heel lifting as the wood taps back
Sweat on the collar and the cool night air
Nothing to settle that isn't there
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the weight go down?
Can you feel the pulse hit ground?
Hold the step, let it breathe
Nothing else that we need
Chorus
Log drum rolls and the dust is rising
Skin on skin and the circle winding
No more words in the midnight air
Log drum rolls and the dust is rising
Verse 2
Chalk on your ankles, grey on mine
Shifting together on the kick drum line
Your hand resting on my shoulder bone
Two bodies moving like a single stone
Tires on the gravel by the wire gate
Nobody running and nobody late
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the weight go down?
Can you feel the pulse hit ground?
Hold the step, let it breathe
Nothing else that we need
Chorus
Log drum rolls and the dust is rising
Skin on skin and the circle winding
No more words in the midnight air
Log drum rolls and the dust is rising
Bridge
Stay right here in the open space
Rhythm moving on a quiet face
Let the bass shake the gravel clean
Nothing between us and what is seen
Chorus
Log drum rolls and the dust is rising
Skin on skin and the circle winding
No more words in the midnight air
Log drum rolls and the dust is rising