Track Insight / Lyrics
Cold wind bites the Windy City street
Heavy boots on concrete, steady beat
Down the stairs where the damp air clings
Where the old brass horn softly sings
One white beam in the velvet black
Searching for a way to wander back
Cutting through the smoke and the haze
Lost inside a midnight jazz maze
Dusty bottles line the cellar wall
Yellow light makes the ceiling feel small
Glass shards glint like a frozen sea
Where the ghost of a rhythm runs free
One white beam in the velvet black
Searching for a way to wander back
Cutting through the smoke and the haze
Lost inside a midnight jazz maze
Salty skin in a freshwater town
Where the heavy velvet curtains hang down
Looking for a face in the dim glare
While the scent of old tobacco fills air
One white beam in the velvet black
Searching for a way to wander back
Cutting through the smoke and the haze
Lost inside a midnight jazz maze
Steel beams rust in the Chicago mud
Like a slow tide pulsing in the blood
Watchman's hand holds the lantern tight
Fighting off the weight of the night
No crashing waves, just a walking bass
Searching for a hidden, hallowed place
The light swings wide, the circle spins round
Searching for a solid piece of ground
One last sweep of the concrete floor
He finds the lock on the heavy iron door
The beam hits gold on a saxophone bell
A story that the quiet ruins tell
One white beam in the velvet black
Searching for a way to wander back
Cutting through the smoke and the haze
Lost inside a midnight jazz maze
Switch it off, let the darkness stay.
Wait for the coming of the day.
The beam goes dark.
