Trumpet Woman

Neon on your cheekbones slow glow

You sip that cheap drink like it is gold

Trumpet woman in the doorway blowing low notes

You bend the air the air bends back

And every bored heart in this room jolts awake

Is that fire or brass or both on your tongue

You lift that horn and the whole night comes undone

Trumpet woman blow my doubt away away

Hit that wild high note make the floor vibrate

Say my name through the bell till it breaks breaks

Trumpet woman trumpet woman

Turn this bad brain into a bright earthquake

Men with plastic swagger line the wall all pose

They talk big talk but their rhythm got no clothes

You cut right through their noise with one sharp note

Like a siren made of copper and late rent

My pulse starts marching to your breath bent and spent

Are you an angel with a brass halo or just trouble

Either way when you breathe in that horn time goes double

Trumpet woman blow my doubt away away

Hit that wild high note make the floor vibrate

Say my name through the bell till it breaks breaks

Trumpet woman trumpet woman

Turn this bad brain into a bright earthquake