

Verse 1
No sun leaning on the brickwork wall
Long blue shadows as the evening's fall
Bare feet resting on the sun-warmed stone
Your left shoulder
Pressing to mine
Chorus
Bass fine, bass fine, humming to the timber bass
Air turns sweet, where the grass is drenched
When the low note drops, when the talking stops
Let the drum pulse slow, let the body go
Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest
Heavy timber, settling to rest
No words needed when the sub rolls low
Feel the pitch bend deep
In your chest
Verse 2
Orange sky folding into indigo
Speakers tremble as the lanterns glow
Thumb press steady on your wrist right there
Night breeze tangled in your braided hair
Weight shifts easy on the red clay floor
Closer now than we stood before
When the low note drops, when the talking stops
Let the drum pulse slow, let the body go
Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest
Heavy timber, settling to rest
No words needed when the sub rolls low
Feel the pitch bend deep
In your chest
Bridge
Everything owes on the bottom end
Past the line where the shadows blend
Let the quiet take what's left behind
Only rhythm that the blood can find
Feel the pitch bend deep in your chest
Heavy timber, settling to rest
No words needed when the sub rolls low
Feel the pitch bend deep
In your chest
House · Focus · 4:23 — dub, afro house, minimalism
Every track is original music owned by WeavyAudio and licensed for unlimited commercial use — public performance in venues, streaming, social media, video, podcasts and advertising. It is produced with commercially-licensed tools and human-reviewed before release, so no third-party PRO royalties (ASCAP · BMI · PRS · GEMA · ZAiKS) apply. Redistribution or resale of the raw audio file itself is not permitted. Full terms in the licence agreement.