Track Insight / Lyrics
You trace the piazza with steel teeth
Each clack a prayer underneath
Café chairs still stacked in rows
Espresso steam where nobody goes
Cobblestone keys tap slow and deep
Rome still sleeping, secrets keep
Ink bleeds light on paper skin
Day begins where night has been
Your fingers know the hymn by heart
Alto lines in minor art
No choir loft, no organ swell
Just stone and keys and stories tell
Cobblestone keys tap slow and deep
Rome still sleeping, secrets keep
Ink bleeds light on paper skin
Day begins where night has been
Pigeons wake on Bernini's shoulder
Fountain whispers, growing bolder
You type the light across the square
Each letter hangs in morning air
Cobblestone keys tap slow and deep
Rome still sleeping, secrets keep
Ink bleeds light on paper skin
Day begins where night has been
Half-remembered psalms in vinyl crackle
Breath between the notes you tackle
No audience, no final bow
Just you and Rome and morning now
First spoon clinks in ceramic cup
Shutters rise, the city wakes up
Your manuscript rests complete
Cobblestones hold every beat
Cobblestone keys tap slow and deep
Rome still sleeping, secrets keep
Ink bleeds light on paper skin
Day begins where night has been
Cobblestone keys tap slow and deep
Rome now waking, promises keep
Typewriter rests on stone
Dawn writes its name on Rome