Trumpet City Nights [Intro] Rain draws a thin gold line Down the face of the glass Trumpets wake the block One street at a time (City’s up) [Harmony1] Ooh — lights in the horn Ah — lights in the horn Night on the grid Night on the horn [Verse1] Corner store humming like a fridge Steam off a grate like a ghost with a job I cut through the crosswalk late Where the paint is a rumor and the law is a shrug Three trumpets lean out a high window Talking in punches over wet black stone Trombones answer from the stairwell dark Half a growl, half a throne [Prechorus] Don’t blink The color shifts Neon don’t ask Neon just lifts (Watch it) [Chorus] Trumpet City Nights Neon-lit groove Trumpet City Nights The brass tells the truth Trumpet City Nights Gold in the rain, heat in the wire We don’t sleep on this grid We just burn a little higher (Burn) [Harmony2] Ooh — gold in the rain Ah — gold in the rain Keep the groove in the vein [Verse2] Upright walks like it owns the drain Every note a boot on a manhole lid Dusty guitar scrapes a fire escape Sparks that nobody admits Harmonica comes in chewed and bent Like a taxi door that never shut right Drums go brushed then crack on the two Clap like a lighter in a fist of night [Prechorus2] Hold the pocket Let the signs bleed Red into pink Pink into need (Hold) [Chorus2] Trumpet City Nights Neon-lit groove Trumpet City Nights The brass tells the truth Trumpet City Nights Gold in the rain, heat in the wire We don’t sleep on this grid We just burn a little higher (Burn) [Harmony3] Ooh — heat in the wire Ah — heat in the wire Keep the night in the choir [Verse3] A woman laughs in a doorway key The laugh turns left and becomes a riff Somebody sells a rumor cheap I buy the silence, keep the myth Bass-weighted hush between the hits Whole block leans in to hear it drop Then the horns stack a skyline chord And the city puts its crown back on [Prechorus3] Count the floors Count the breaths Every window Got a little death (Count) [Chorus3] Trumpet City Nights Neon-lit groove Trumpet City Nights The brass tells the truth Trumpet City Nights Gold in the rain, heat in the wire We don’t sleep on this grid We just burn a little higher (Burn) [Verse4] Cabs draw yellow commas in the wet Signs stutter, then they tell the time I know this map by the way it sweats I know this tune by the way it climbs If the sun ever finds this street It’ll have to wait its turn in line Till the last mute comes off the bell And the groove pays out like a crooked dime [Bridge] Who runs the night? The horn The wire The rain Where does it go? Uptown Downtown Again One mute becomes a siren One walk becomes a law Need a church in this city? The late set is all you saw (That’s church) [Outro] Trumpet City Nights Groove still lit Trumpet City Nights Don’t you quit Kill the signs Leave the brass Let the street Go black (Go black)
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