Verse 1
Red dirt cooling on the floor
Copper light at the open door
Sweat dries soft in the evening air
Bassline heavy in your braided hair
No voice needed to cross the space
Just warm skin in this open place
Pre-Chorus
Feel it hum, feel it low
Where the spoken stories go
Do you hear it in your chest
Putting all the talk to rest
Chorus
Log drum love language, low in the bone
You lean in and I feel like home
Log drum love language, easy and slow
Saying what only the bodies know
Verse 2
Cold cup sweating in your palm
Dust hangs gold in the courtyard calm
You step sideways and find my stride
Nowhere left for the heart to hide
Shoulder brushing on every four
Our feet stay planted on the floor
Pre-Chorus
Feel it hum, feel it low
Where the spoken stories go
Do you hear it in your chest
Putting all the talk to rest
Chorus
Log drum love language, low in the bone
You lean in and I feel like home
Log drum love language, easy and slow
Saying what only the bodies know
Bridge
The orange sky is turning blue
The only truth is me and you
No clever words upon the tongue
Just heavy kicks while we are young
The iron roof begins to shake
We take the rhythm that we make
Chorus
Log drum love language, low in the bone
You lean in and I feel like home
Log drum love language, easy and slow
Saying what only the bodies know