The Rhythm of the Heat (Live 1982) Peter Gabriel

Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear

The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
It feeds on the blood
It feeds on the heat

The rhythm is below me
The rhythm of the heat
The rhythm is around me
The rhythm has control
The rhythm is inside me
The rhythm has my soul

The rhythm of the heat, the rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat, the rhythm of the heat
Thе rhythm of the heat, the rhythm of thе heat
The rhythm of the heat, the rhythm of the heat

The rhythm of the heat, the rhythm of the heat
The rhythm of the heat, the rhythm of the heat

Drawn across the plain land to the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle that dances round the fire
We spit into our hands and breathe across the palms
Raising them up high, help open to the sun