Midnight in Montmartre

[Intro] [Verse 1] The smoke curls slow ‘neath the neon’s glow, A midnight hour where the shadows play. A saxophone sighs, the piano replies, Whispers of brass in the haze of Café L’Amour. [Chorus] Oh, let the notes linger, let the rhythm unwind, A sip of bourbon, a melody designed. The crowd sways low where the candles burn, But my heart’s in the keys—won’t you let it return? [Verse 2] A voice like velvet, dressed in midnight blue, Sings of lost loves and skies without hue. The bass walks steady, the cymbals conspire, As the trumpet’s flame dances higher and higher. [Chorus] Oh, let the notes linger, let the rhythm unwind, A sip of bourbon, a melody designed. The crowd sways low where the candles burn, But my heart’s in the keys—won’t you let it return? [Bridge] The drummer’s hands trace the pulse of the room, A language of pauses, of breath, of bloom. The guitarist’s fingers spin tales untold, A secret kept warm in the night’s bitter cold. [Verse 3] The last call echoes, but the chords refuse sleep, A clarinet laughs where the memories keep. The bartender hums, wiping glasses clean, As the jukebox dreams in shades of sepia and steam. [Outro]