Verse 1
Tin roof humming on the lower pitch
Hanging from a wire and an iron stitch
Dust on your collar, sweat on your cheek
We don't need a word when the floor can speak
Bare heels digging in the red-packed clay
You move two inches and the shadows sway
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the draft come through
Can you feel it bend to you
Keep your shoulder on my chest
Let the log drum do the rest
Chorus
Swing low lanterna, swing low
Show us where the heavy steps go
Yellow light cutting through the smoke and the floor
Swing low lanterna, we don't need no more
Verse 2
Glass on the casing turning copper and black
Warm wind slipping down your neck and your back
Four in the morning with the gate pushed wide
Nobody asking what is kept inside
You match my breathing till the kick drum drops
Nothing in this circle ever really stops
Pre-Chorus
Can you feel the draft come through
Can you feel it bend to you
Keep your shoulder on my chest
Let the log drum do the rest
Chorus
Swing low lanterna, swing low
Show us where the heavy steps go
Yellow light cutting through the smoke and the floor
Swing low lanterna, we don't need no more
Bridge
Tether in the rafters, heat in the stone
Nobody walking this yard alone
One little flicker holding back the cold
Every slow turn is a promise told
Chorus
Swing low lanterna, swing low
Show us where the heavy steps go
Yellow light cutting through the smoke and the floor
Swing low lanterna, we don't need no more