Track Insight / Lyrics
Child's fingers crease the crisp white sheet
Sharp corners kiss in perfect meet
A breath of hope, a gust of flight
Released into the cooling night
Rome wakes slow beneath my wings
Cobblestones keep secret things
Before espresso steams and sings
I'm the king of paper kings
Tires hiss on wet cobblestones
Empty taxi, no fares, no phones
Streetlamp paints the alley gold
I ride the draft where tourists strolled
Rome wakes slow beneath my wings
Cobblestones keep secret things
Before espresso steams and sings
I'm the king of paper kings
Meter's dark, the engine hums
Waiting here where morning comes
This cargo weighs less than a sigh
But carries more than gold can buy
Rome wakes slow beneath my wings
Cobblestones keep secret things
Before espresso steams and sings
I'm the king of paper kings
Pigeons stir on marble shoulders
Baker's yeast wakes up the air
My edges crisp, my creases sharp
Dawn arrives on silent prayer
No meter runs on dreams like these
No fare collected, no receipt
Just gravity and patience
And the city's quiet breathing
Apron strings untie green shutters
Espresso steam climbs from the gutters
Small hand reaches, fingers close
Lifts me where the morning rose
Rome wakes slow beneath my wings
Cobblestones keep secret things
Before espresso steams and sings
I'm the king of paper kings
Rome wakes slow beneath my wings
Cobblestones keep secret things
Folded once, flown forever
Roman sky remembers
