Matchbook Ghost

[Intro]
[Verse]
The street is paved in ink and glass
I watch the midnight shadows pass
The fog is thick against the pane
I’m drinking whiskey with the rain
A lonely light across the street
Where the ghosts of lovers meet
[Pre-Chorus]
The Hammond hums a low-down tune
Beneath a pale and paper moon
I’m tracing circles in the dust
In a room that tastes of rust
[Chorus]
Oh, that matchbook in my hand
From a place I’ve never planned
Your words are fading like the smoke
A little secret, a private joke
I can’t recall the things you said
Just the way you turned your head
[Post-Chorus]
Blue notes falling (falling)
Keep 'em calling (calling)
Just a phantom in the light
Disappearing in the night
[Verse]
The trumpet moans a hollow sound
While the city’s spinning ‘round
You leaned in close to light a flame
But you never gave a name
Just a scrap of vintage blue
With a scent that smells of you
[Chorus]
Oh, that matchbook in my hand
From a place I’ve never planned
Your words are fading like the smoke
A little secret, a private joke
I can’t recall the things you said
Just the way you turned your head
[Bridge]
D minor heart in a major key
That’s the way it’s gotta be
The bass is walking down the hall
Waiting for the rain to fall
The silver drops begin to dance
On the edge of one last chance
[Solo]
[Verse]
I smooth the edges of the card
Why is remembering so hard?
A telephone number, half-erased
A memory I can’t quite taste
The barman wipes the counter clean
On a stage where I’m unseen
[Chorus]
Oh, that matchbook in my hand
From a place I’ve never planned
Your words are fading like the smoke
A little secret, a private joke
I can’t recall the things you said
Just the way you turned your head
[Outro]