Verse 1
Sun fading down on the edge of the yard
Warm red brick where we lean back hard
Your wrist touches mine, steady and slow
Subwoofer rolls where the shadows grow
Bare heels keeping the count in the dirt
No heavy talk, no memories that hurt
Pre-Chorus
Hear the wooden pulse begin
Feel the rattle in the skin
You don't speak, I don't move away
We know what the low notes say
Chorus
Log drum love language, humming in the chest
We don't need a word when the roll does the rest
Log drum love language, shaking through the floor
One deep rhythm, we don't ask for more
Verse 2
Dusk turns purple across your face
Cool air filling the open space
Your shoulder drops, matching with mine
Both feet sinking in double time
Ice clinks soft in an empty tin
Nowhere to go but deeper within
Pre-Chorus
Hear the wooden pulse begin
Feel the rattle in the skin
You don't speak, I don't move away
We know what the low notes say
Chorus
Log drum love language, humming in the chest
We don't need a word when the roll does the rest
Log drum love language, shaking through the floor
One deep rhythm, we don't ask for more
Bridge
Ground holds the heat of the day gone by
Smoke curls slow in the orange sky
Body to body, tone to tone
Nobody dancing this close alone
Chorus
Log drum love language, humming in the chest
We don't need a word when the roll does the rest
Log drum love language, shaking through the floor
One deep rhythm, we don't ask for more
