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Silk and Steel lyrics
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Intro
Two-thirteen on the dash, city glass on the hood Say less, move smooth
Verse 1
Valet tag A-17, folded under my ring Black glove, ivory leather, cufflink catching the screen Milan lights in the rearview, 305 on the receipt A quiet kind of thunder when the door seals the street She said, "Don't make wealth sound lonely," with her hand on the seam I said, "Power only whispers when it knows the road is listening"
Pre-chorus
No sirens, no spectacle Just pulse under chrome When the boulevard opens I let the silence go
Chorus
Silk and steel, go, slow, let it flow Black-top prayer where the coast lights fold Silk and steel, go, low, make it known I don't chase the night, I let the road know Silk and steel, we glide through the soul Silk and steel, soft hands, hard control
Verse 2
Her perfume had a winter note, orange peel and smoke Dashboard clock still 2:13, like time learned not to move Port wind through the cracked glass, rain maps on my sleeve 954 on the weather, salt sitting in the weave No loud talk, no proof-show, no bottle in the scene Just a pulse under the floorboards, disciplined and clean
Verse 3
Elevator mirror at midnight, thumbprint on the brass A tailor pin near my collar, one thread gone from black She kept the hotel keycard beside a toll booth pass Said, "You drive like you forgive, then remember at the last" I watched the white lane markers stitch a vow into the bend Luxury is restraint when the engine wants a scene
Pre-chorus
No sirens, no spectacle Just pulse under chrome When the boulevard opens I let the silence go
Chorus
Silk and steel, go, slow, let it flow Black-top prayer where the coast lights fold Silk and steel, go, low, make it known I don't chase the night, I let the road know Silk and steel, we glide through the soul Silk and steel, soft hands, hard control
Verse 4
Coastal curve, black water, silver needles in the rain The city wore a velvet roof, then lifted it again I heard my father in the idle saying, measure what you own Not by what you can purchase, by what you leave alone So I kept both hands steady when the green light turned to pearl A private little miracle in a high-performance world
Bridge
Nothing here is wasted Not the stitch, not the breath Not the pause before the bass line Not the word we never said Every curve remembers Every window catches flame I don't need a crowd to know me I know how quiet carries weight
Verse 5
Last stretch over water, cuff damp from the mist Chrome key in the ashtray, her lipstick on my wrist A receipt from the port lot dated 1:06 A.M. Policy says no liability for weather or the bend She smiled at the hard stop where the tunnel swallowed sound I left one second hanging, then laid the whole night down
Pre-chorus
No sirens, no spectacle Just pulse under chrome When the boulevard opens I let the silence go
Chorus
Silk and steel, go, slow, let it flow Black-top prayer where the coast lights fold Silk and steel, go, low, make it known I don't chase the night, I let the road know Silk and steel, we glide through the soul Silk and steel, soft hands, hard control
Outro
Two-thirteen on the dash One breath, no echo Silk and steel Click.
Inside the recording
Two-thirteen on the dash, city glass on the hood Say less, move smooth
No sirens, no spectacle Just pulse under chrome
Two-thirteen on the dash One breath, no echo
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