Intro
Palms find the skin
Dust lifts like breath
Verse
Old drum leaning in the corner
Goatskin cracked but still it hums
Sunrise cutting through the shutter
Wakes the dust that never comes
Pre-Chorus
Feel it rising off the leather
Feel it settle on my wrist
Every hand that came before me
Left its print inside my grip
Chorus
Dust on the drum
Rising in the light
Dust on the drum
Waking with my hands
Verse
Courtyard warm, the circle gathers
Copper morning on the wall
Every strike sends up a shimmer
Gold that falls and falls and falls
Pre-Chorus
Feel it rising off the leather
Feel it settle on my wrist
Every hand that came before me
Left its print inside my grip
Chorus
Dust on the drum
Rising in the light
Dust on the drum
Waking with my hands
Bridge
It was quiet in the corner
Now it's breathing through the floor
Every beat I send it upward
It comes back to me once more
Outro
Dust on the drum
Rising in the light
Dust on the drum
Home in my hands