Track Insight / Lyrics
Polished wood, worn smooth
By a hundred street performers
Laughter echoing off brick
As a winter's chill subsides
Lost in the rhythm, I get lost
In the ghost notes only I know
Every streetlamp a solo
Playing out the melody
As the city's pulse beats slow
Vibrations resonating deep
Through the soles of dancing feet
Summer breezes carrying licks
Of a saxophone's sweet deceit
Lost in the rhythm, I get lost
In the ghost notes only I know
Every streetlamp a solo
Playing out the melody
As the city's pulse beats slow
Slap bass five-alarm fire
Horns weaving a fever dream
Congas take over, stomp and siege
Walls of sound, an urban cream
Invisible threads, a tapestry
Weaving lives 'cross ancient stones
Each note a story left behind
In this city's never-ending zones
Lost in the rhythm, I get found
In the ghost notes ghosting all around
Every streetlamp a solo
Playing out the melody
As the city's pulse beats round
Mirrored reflections fade
Echoes lingering, finally spent
The violin's silence undrawn
Until the dawn, and dreamt again.
