(Verse 1)
The neon signs are bleeding through the rainy window pane
Tracing silhouettes of ghosts dancing in the lane
I’m sipping on reflections, double shot of the blues
While the snare hits crisp, shaking off the city news
It’s that 2 AM philosophy, a pen and a pad
Mixing Coltrane’s spirit with the dreams I never had
The rhythm is a river, let it wash away the grit
Life’s a messy masterpiece, and I’m just framing it
No need to rush the tempo, keep the heartbeat steady
When the universe calls, hope the soul is feeling ready
I’m drifting on a hi-hat, floating through the haze
Finding hidden magic in these monochromatic days.
(Chorus)
Let the brass breathe, let the piano talk back
Finding all the missing pieces in a dusty track
It’s that Jazz Hip-hop, medicine for the mind
Leave the static of the world and the pressure behind
(Yeah, just leave it all behind...)
(Verse 2)
They say time is money, but I’m spending mine on grace
Walking through the shadows at a transcendental pace
The saxophone is weeping, but it’s laughing at the same
A bittersweet symphony without a formal name
I don’t need the spotlight, I’m the light within the smoke
Finding deep wisdom in the words the elders spoke
Between the kick and the rimshot, that’s where I reside
Where the ego takes a backseat and the spirit takes a ride
From the concrete canyons to the velvet in the air
If you’re looking for the truth, man, you’ll find it right there
In the swing of the groove, in the space between the notes
In the silent poetry that every heartbeat quotes.
(Chorus)
Let the brass breathe, let the piano talk back
Finding all the missing pieces in a dusty track
It’s that Jazz Hip-hop, medicine for the mind
Leave the static of the world and the pressure behind.
(Outro)
(The trumpet takes a final, soulful solo over a fading bassline)
Yeah...
Keep it smooth.
Don’t let the world sharpen your edges too much.
Stay in the pocket.
Peace.
