The High C Sea

Verse 1

Gravity

Just a memory

Left my heavy shoes

By the crater rim

Stars blink slow like silver eyes

Frost on my brass

Biting at the mouthpiece

Floating

Silver dust under my soles

Cold

It gets so cold

Freezing in the shadows

Where the sun hides away

Chorus

High above the blue

Blowing for the man in the moon

One small step

One giant tune

I am hitting high C

Floating in the sea of stars

High above the blue

High above the blue

Verse 2

Tanks are thin

Hissing in my ears

Little needle dipping low

Down to the red

Maybe I stay

Maybe I float

Maybe I never come down

I am breathless

Feeling light as a feather

Gasping

Funny how the air goes

Funny how the lungs burn

One last puff

One last golden blast

Chorus

High above the blue

Blowing for the man in the moon

One small step

One giant tune

I am hitting high C

Floating in the sea of stars

High above the blue

High above the blue

Trumpet Solo

Bridge

No wind to carry it

The sound just sits there

Waiting for a listener

I see the Earth

It looks like a marble

Small and fragile

Round and lonely

I came

I saw

I played

Chorus

High above the blue

Blowing for the man in the moon

One small step

One giant tune

I am hitting high C

Floating in the sea of stars

High above the blue

High above the blue

Outro

Oxygen fading

Still swinging

Satchmo in orbit

Going out

Going up

Going...