Zinc roofs glow in sodium light
Chimney pots cut cardboard shapes
She leans on rail painted bright white
Seine reflects the bridge's drape
Metro rumbles deep below ground
Baguette crust on wooden board
Pigeon feathers caught in wind sound
Church bell strikes a single chord
Anchor holds the terrace stone
Heavy heart finds Paris home
Altos rise from balcony
Old hymns sing in harmony
Slate tiles warm the winter sun
Haussmann windows blink like eyes
Laundry lines their race have run
Shutters closed to morning skies
Cigarette smoke curls up straight
Wine stain dark on tablecloth
Gutter water seals her fate
Cobblestone remembers both
Anchor holds the terrace stone
Heavy heart finds Paris home
Altos rise from balcony
Old hymns sing in harmony
She traces initials carved deep
Lover's knife in iron paint
Promises she could not keep
Rusted through the seasonal rain
Anchor holds the terrace stone
Heavy heart finds Paris home
Altos rise from balcony
Old hymns sing in harmony
Tourists snap the Eiffel spark
Locals walk their terriers small
She memorizes every mark
Before the metro takes it all
Anchor holds the terrace stone
Heavy heart finds Paris home
Altos rise from balcony
Old hymns sing in harmony
Final breath against the rail
Zinc roofs catch the breaking dawn
Anchor weighs but does not fail
She carries Paris when she's gone
Anchor holds the terrace stone
Heavy heart finds Paris home
Altos rise from balcony
Old hymns sing in harmony
Wall of voices builds the sound
Feet stomp hard on holy ground
Iron gate swings shut behind
Paris stays within her mind
