Velvet & Gold (Penthouse Portraits)

[Intro] The penthouse bar hummed low jazz and crystal clinks. One by one... they walked in. [Verse 1] First came the fighter, hair still damp and dark A purple belt's discipline, quiet and stark Then swept in sleek in a midi dress tight Checked her reflection in every pane of light Rose-tinted aviators, a heart-shaped glow Leaned at the bar like a film noir pro [Verse 2] Black curtain bangs and earrings of blue She wore the whole mountain in her quiet view Golden-violet hair from another world Ordered a drink that made the bartender swirl Horizontal on a chaise, red nails tapping slow Smiled through her fringe, stealing the whole show [Chorus] And they gathered round the longest table Eleven women, each one a fable In their posture, in their rings In the way the crystal sings The party doesn't start until the stairs descend The portrait sits and the fighter pours a friend [Verse 3] Still glowing from a trail above the sea Ponytail and crop top, wild and free Where the warm light found her, there she stayed Blazer draped like someone knew the shade Sparkle dress, strawberry waves, camera on her chest Captured every soul before the second guest [Bridge] Ivory silk, a fur stole slipping low The Chateau lobby let me take it slow I waited all night for the right chime Now watch me sit and bend the clock of time [Chorus] And they gathered round the longest table Eleven women, each one a fable The coffee farmer killed the room with one sweet line Golden Hour wrote it down like it was wine The canon girl shot everything in sight Red Carpet laughed the loudest through the night [Outro] I finally sat down. And the party... truly... began. [Drum hit - blackout]