Track Insight / Lyrics
You sit where geraniums spill red on stone
The Seine reflects a thousand lamps you've known
Your chain lies slack in dust of years gone by
But still you keep the terrace pegged to sky
Anchor over Paris, steady through the night
You hold the terrace, you hold the light
Iron deep in mortar, roots in stone
You watch the city breathe, you watch it groan
Pigeons strut your flange like fares I've driven
Their claws tap rhythm on your ribs unforgiven
Zinc roofs stretch flat to Sacré-Cœur's white dome
You're the bolt that calls this jumble home
Anchor over Paris, steady through the night
You hold the terrace, you hold the light
Iron deep in mortar, roots in stone
You watch the city breathe, you watch it groan
Rain stitches patterns on the café awning
Your rust sings quiet, like a Sunday morning
No passenger asks why you're planted here
You're the pause that makes the chaos clear
Anchor over Paris, steady through the night
You hold the terrace, you hold the light
Iron deep in mortar, roots in stone
You watch the city breathe, you watch it groan
Night shift ends, I kill the yellow glare
You catch the flash of Eiffel in the air
A sudden gust, the chimneys cough and sway
You grin in iron, you won't give way
Cobblestones remember every tire's kiss
You're the knot no storm can dismiss
Hope bursts stubborn from your riveted seams
A lighthouse built for rooftops and dreams
Morning paints the chimneys rose and gold
Your shadow stretches, silent, big, and bold
I drop the flag, the meter starts to tick
You're the anchor letting Paris stick
Anchor over Paris, steady through the night
You hold the terrace, you hold the light
Iron deep in mortar, roots in stone
You watch the city breathe, you watch it groan
Anchor over Paris, you're the reason I'm home
Engine coughs, I pull into the flow
You stay there while I go
