Verse 1
Orange light resting on your collarbone
Sun going red on the terrace stone
You don't need a word to say what you mean
Just the weight of your hip leaning in between
Sandals kicked off by the plastic chair
Bass rolling thick through the cooling air
Pre-Chorus
Feel that timber rolling deep
Under the skin where the pulses meet
Can you hear what the wood is saying now?
Chorus
Log drum love language, heavy and slow
Tell me the things only bodies know
Log drum love language, chest to my chest
Let the bassline settle the rest
Verse 2
Shadows stretch long on the yellow brick
Breeze off the roof coming soft and thick
A drop in the low end, you shift your weight
Nobody asking if the hour is late
Your palm finds my wrist without looking down
The rhythm is speaking for the whole quiet town
Pre-Chorus
Feel that timber rolling deep
Under the skin where the pulses meet
Can you hear what the wood is saying now?
Chorus
Log drum love language, heavy and slow
Tell me the things only bodies know
Log drum love language, chest to my chest
Let the bassline settle the rest
Bridge
Quiet the mouth, open the skin
This is the place where the true things begin
One low pitch moving under the wood
Understood, understood
Chorus
Log drum love language, heavy and slow
Tell me the things only bodies know
Log drum love language, chest to my chest
Let the bassline settle the rest