Track Insight / Lyrics
Meter clicks on Clark Street rain
Leather cracked but holds the stain
Fares paid in stories, not in change
Night shift writes what days arrange
Blue notes drift through smoke and glass
Time stands still while shadows pass
Ink bleeds deep in candle glow
Secrets only basement knows
Midnight margins, soft and low
Horns blow warm in blue note glow
Pages turning, slow and sweet
Rhythm moves the dancing feet
Saxophone sighs on Rush Street corners
Whiskey stains on napkin borders
Names erased but numbers stay
Every rider finds their way
Steering wheel wears down to bone
This city never sleeps alone
Headlights sweep the cracks in stone
Midnight margins call me home
Midnight margins, soft and low
Horns blow warm in blue note glow
Pages turning, slow and sweet
Rhythm moves the dancing feet
Frost forms thick on Division Street
Engine hums a low discreet
Notebook sits on passenger seat
Waiting for the next heartbeat
Keys unlock the heavy door
Stories spill upon the floor
Leather breathes the jazz club air
Magic written everywhere
Midnight margins, soft and low
Horns blow warm in blue note glow
Pages turning, slow and sweet
Rhythm moves the dancing feet
Dawn breaks pale on Lake Shore Drive
Notebook closes, still alive
Taxi parks in garage shade
Dreams of fares and deals made
Midnight margins, soft and low
Horns blow warm in blue note glow
Pages turning, slow and sweet
Rhythm moves the dancing feet
Midnight margins, wide and deep
Where the city goes to sleep
Notebook drifting, page by page
History written on the stage
Engine cuts, the night is done
Midnight margins, rising sun