Scratched Brass Alley

(shhh-ch-ch-chk-yeah) Alright, la. Leave that bit in.

That's where it breathes.

Rain on the window,

brass through the wall,

Little bent note making sense of it all.

Had a straight answer; it slipped off the plate.

Give it a nudge,

lad. It sounds better late.

Let it roll.

Let it lean.

Leave a little air

In between.

Bought an old record for the sleeve and the dust,

Now the thing knows more about patience than us.

Needle takes a corner,

bass takes its time.

I'm a thought behind,

but the thought's doing fine.

Let it roll.

Let it lean.

Leave a little air

In between.

Whole day's gone sideways.

Kettle still works. Moon in a puddle,

wearing my shirt. Don't tidy that ending.

Don't polish the grain.

That little wrong note—

Go on.

Play it again.

Let it roll.

Let it lean.

Leave a little air

In between.