Brass in the Air

[Intro] [Verse 1] Trumpets blaze a trail through the neon night, Saxophones ignite, gold and bold in flight. Tubas hum the heartbeat, syncopate the streets, A r**t of rhythms where the brass and city meet. [Chorus] Oh, the horns are painting skies, With every note, a color flies. Vibrant beats, no compromise— Brass in the air, alive, alive! [Verse 2] Trombones slide like rain on a tin-roof town, Mutes whisper secrets, then the high hats d***n. Clarinets spin sugar, a caramel sound, The crowd’s on fire as the tempo spins around. [Chorus] Oh, the horns are painting skies, With every note, a color flies. Vibrant beats, no compromise— Brass in the air, alive, alive! [Bridge] Copper tongues and silver screams, A symphony of wilder dreams. The bassline shakes, the cymbal gleams— We’re all just sparks in this blazing brass machine. [Chorus] Oh, the horns are painting skies, With every note, a color flies. Vibrant beats, no compromise— Brass in the air, alive, alive! [Outro]