Track Insight / Lyrics
Rickenbacker riffs slice the velvet air
As I tune pianos, alone with my despair
Midnight on the rooftops, I feel alive
Open the lid and let the echoes fly
Spare strings plucked, my fingers await
The high, cracked notes of this weary state
Darkness is my canvas, light my paint
On the edge of rebirth, I take flight
Summer's heat departs, leaves the cold
Spirits of Paris, secrets unfold
Above the bistros and the narrow streets
My melody whispers, haunting their dreams
Gas lamps flicker, casting long, thin shadows
Murmur of the Seine, where the city's laid bare
Each piano's voice, a ghost in the night
Painting portraits of the poet's plight
Spare strings exposed, my soul on display
High, cracked notes of this aching way
Darkness is my refuge, light my guide
On the edge of redemption, I glide
Summer's chill arrives, brings the gray
Spirits of Paris, stories they sway
Above the ôufis and the winding walks
My melody howls, leaving my tracks
Basements hide the secrets of the day
Behind red doors, where the city's gray
Tuning each piano, a sacrament
To close the gap between despair and ascent
Spare strings awakened, my resolve renewed
High, cracked notes of this striving mood
Darkness is my shelter, light my guide
On the edge of triumph, I take flights
Summer's shadows recede, let the sun
Spirits of Paris, dreams just begun
Above the tables and the crowded squares
My melody rises, dispelling the bars
Morning light creeps, the city awakes
Pianos sleep, until the day it makes
For now I'll dream of the melodies
That make the rooftops sing in harmony
Summer's innocence returns, green the leaves
Spirits of Paris, youth they breathe
Above the terrasses and the winding streets
My melody soars, in ecstatic beats
City lights rekindle, foghorns hum anew
On the rooftops, I'll forever view
The beauty, the pain, the symphony of it all
Forever the piano tuner, on the edge of Paris' wall.
