Verse 1
Dust on the cement, sweat on your nape
Shadows lean in, finding their shape
One deep shudder in the wooden wall
You do not speak, you answer the call
Bare arms cool as the fan swings round
Two pairs of shoes anchored to the ground
Pre-Chorus
Lean to the left
Let the drum lead
Nothing to ask
Nothing to plead
Chorus
Red light sweeping on the floor
Keep your step where it was before
Heavy bass moving wall to wall
Red light sweeping on the floor
Verse 2
Glass on the table, ring of cold wet
Dark cotton sticking where the heat met
Your shoulder rolling right into mine
No clock turning, no count of time
Sub-bass crawls through the marrow slow
Only the red beam showing where to go
Pre-Chorus
Lean to the left
Let the drum lead
Nothing to ask
Nothing to plead
Chorus
Red light sweeping on the floor
Keep your step where it was before
Heavy bass moving wall to wall
Red light sweeping on the floor
Bridge
The drum drops out, the room stays warm
Breath in the middle of a quiet storm
Fingers pressing light against my wrist
Nothing remains that we could have missed
Chorus
Red light sweeping on the floor
Keep your step where it was before
Heavy bass moving wall to wall
Red light sweeping on the floor