Track Insight / Lyrics
Diner grill cools as the night shift ends
Tuner's kit opens where the attic bends
Grease on my fingers, dust on your pins
Both of us know where the day begins
Sun climbs the floorboards, gold on the keys
Wrench turns the pin block, quiet as please
Harmonica wheezes, organ breathes deep
Slap bass kicks in where the shadows sleep
Eggs on the griddle, steam rising straight
Damper lifts gently, no need to wait
Regulars laugh at the counter's worn wood
Strings ring out true where the attic floor stood
Sun climbs the floorboards, gold on the keys
Wrench turns the pin block, quiet as please
Harmonica wheezes, organ breathes deep
Slap bass kicks in where the shadows sleep
Coffee ring stains on the tuning chart
Ketchup bottle caught in a sunbeam's art
Short order jokes fly, hammer falls soft
Felt meets the steel, lifting the loft
Sun climbs the floorboards, gold on the keys
Wrench turns the pin block, quiet as please
Harmonica wheezes, organ breathes deep
Slap bass kicks in where the shadows sleep
Slide guitar cries through the pump organ drone
Diner napkin holds a chord I've known
Brass stabs cut sharp as the morning grows bright
Two trades converge in the fading night
No customers left, just resonance here
No tickets to call, just intervals clear
The cook wipes the counter, the tuner packs up
Sun hits the soundboard, fills up the cup
Apron comes off as the case snaps shut
Perfect fifths locked in the attic gut
Walk down the stairs where the city awakes
Carrying tuning in whatever it takes
Sun climbs the floorboards, gold on the keys
Wrench turns the pin block, quiet as please
Harmonica wheezes, organ breathes deep
Slap bass kicks in where the shadows sleep
Morning breaks open, we're tuning the day
Every note resonant, ready to play
Coffee gone cold, but the pitch held true
Sunlight stays tuned in me and you
