Intro
Red road rising past my ankles
Sun not up but the taxi hums
Verse
Market stalls still wrapped in plastic
Dust settles soft on the corrugated tin
Grandfather walked this road at sunrise
Same dust now sits on my skin
Pre-Chorus
Feel it climb from my heels to my shoulders
Feel it settle where my breath begins
Every grain got a name inside it
Dust on the skin, dust on the skin
Chorus
Dust on the skin
Dust on the skin
Carried by the ones before me
Dust on the skin
Verse
Street sweeper's broom against the concrete
Copper light through the taxi rank haze
My feet find the rhythm of the market
Same road, same dust, same days
Pre-Chorus
Feel it climb from my heels to my shoulders
Feel it settle where my breath begins
Every grain got a name inside it
Dust on the skin, dust on the skin
Chorus
Dust on the skin
Dust on the skin
Carried by the ones before me
Dust on the skin
Bridge
It don't wash off in the water
It don't fade when the bassline ends
It moves with me into morning
Dust becomes my skin again
Chorus
Dust on the skin
Dust on the skin
Carried by the ones before me
Dust on the skin
Outro
Red road rising past my ankles
Dust on the skin, where the morning begins