Lyrics

We Don’t Make Mistakes

[Verse]
We don’t make mistakes, we improvise,
A silver moon in smoky skies.
Miss a note, miss a beat,
Still, the rhythm’s bittersweet.

[Chorus]
We play jazz, oh, we sway and glide,
Let the trumpet take the ride.
Every stumble finds its place,
In the melody we chase.

[Verse 2]
A flat’s a friend, a sharp’s a muse,
A little chaos lights the fuse.
Life’s a tune, it bends and breaks,
But darling, we don’t make mistakes.

[Prechorus]
The strings will hum, the bass will roll,
Even discord feeds the soul.

[Chorus]
We play jazz, oh, it’s in the air,
Every wrong note finds its flair.
Turn the flaw into an art,
Feel the rhythm in your heart.

[Bridge]
Oh, the trumpet croons, it sighs, it cries,
The woodwinds whisper lullabies.
A misstep turns into a chance,
To let the music lead the dance.

David Rose