Heavy Heat

Verse 1 The air is thick and still
a fever in the night, You pull me to the center
standing in the light. Your mouth a heavy word
the feeling sharp and right, Inside the summer dark
we set the room alight.

Chorus In these burning hours, where the hunger grows
We lose the sense of time
while the wind blows. Every second, a steady stare
In burning hours, we strip it bare.