**Verse 1** She walked in late with a velvet kind of grace, Moonlight leaning soft across her face. I was up on the bench in my colorful coat, With a dangerous grin and a low-end note. She said, “What can that old thing do?” I said, “Come a little closer, I’ll show you.” Pulled one stop, let the room exhale, And the candlelight shivered like a secret in a veil. **Chorus** Baby, I can make the walls breathe slow, Send a little thunder where the warm winds go. I can make the rafters sigh your name, Turn a holy chord into a velvet flame. Come here, darling, don’t be shy, Let the bassline roll through the midnight sky. When I pull the stops and the shadows bloom, It’s just you, me, and the whole damn room. **Verse 2** I gave her flutes, sweet as wine, Little silver whispers curling up her spine. Then I brought the reeds in, smoky and low, Like a black dress moving where the red lights glow. She smiled like trouble, leaned on the rail, Said, “That all you got?” with a laugh like a spell. So I hit that pedal, thirty-two feet deep, And woke up every angel that was trying to sleep. **Chorus** Baby, I can make the walls breathe slow, Send a little thunder where the warm winds go. I can make the rafters sigh your name, Turn a holy chord into a velvet flame. Come here, darling, don’t be shy, Let the bassline roll through the midnight sky. When I pull the stops and the shadows bloom, It’s just you, me, and the whole damn room. **Bridge** Swell box open, soft and wide, Gold pipes glowing like they know what’s inside. Not too fast, not too loud, Just enough to draw her out from the crowd. A little Bach, a little beat, A little heat underneath both feet. She said, “You play like you’re making a vow.” I said, “Baby, I’m only warming up now.” **Verse 3** The manuals glimmered, the night bent close, Every chord wore silk, every silence rose. I let the melody slip and sway, Like hands almost touching but drifting away. She came to the edge of the old wood floor, Eyes saying yes, mouth asking for more. I didn’t need roses, didn’t need gin, Just air under pressure and a wicked-ass grin. **Final Chorus** Baby, I can make the walls breathe slow, Send a little thunder where the warm winds go. I can make the rafters sigh your name, Turn a holy chord into a velvet flame. Come here, darling, don’t be shy, Let the bassline roll through the midnight sky. When I pull the stops and the shadows bloom, It’s just you, me, and the whole damn room. **Outro** She said, “Play one more.” I said, “Gladly.” Then the pipes lit up the dark— Slow, deep, and badly behaved.
