Red Brick Loft on MacDougal Street

[Intro] [Tenor Sax Warm-up Note & Vinyl Crackle] Exhale through the brass horn, slow and deep Where the midnight jazz reflections sleep [Verse 1] [Warm Rhodes & Upright Bass] Fourth-floor walkup attic on MacDougal Street Far above the noisy rhythm of the feet Exposed red brick wall glowing in the shade Best little sanctuary that we ever made Cast iron radiator ticking with the steam Living inside an unhurried jazz dream Rain streaks down the slanted skylight pane Soothing away every worldly strain [Pre-Chorus] [Muted Trumpet & Brush Snare] Beeswax candle melts upon the wooden stand Holding quiet solace in our hand [Chorus] [Smoky Greenwich Soul-Jazz Drop] Tenor saxophone resting on the red brick hearth The sweetest harbor on this whole wide earth In the midnight attic of the Village old A story richer than a mountain of gold Play slow, breathe deep, let the sax note cry Underneath the dark Manhattan sky [Verse 2] [Rhodes Licks & Subtle Bassline] Moka pot bubbling on the two-burner stove Filling up our private little attic cove I take a warm sip from the ceramic bowl Warming every corner of my soul [Bridge] [Soaring Vocal Harmony & Sax Solo] Oh, let the jazz masters play until the dawn Every single sorrow is completely gone Brick, brass, coffee and devoted grace Inside this authentic living space [Chorus] [Full Grand Smoky Climax] Tenor saxophone resting on the red brick hearth The sweetest harbor on this whole wide earth In the midnight attic of the Village old A story richer than a mountain of gold Play slow, breathe deep, let the sax note cry Underneath the dark Manhattan sky [Outro] [Saxophone Key Click & Candle Sputter] Red brick loft... MacDougal Street. [Fade Out] [End]