Lys Vert - Midnight Inventory Lyrics

[Intro]
Dust on my fingers, stories in the grooves
Every night I'm here cleanin', payin' off my moves
Kompa beats hauntin' me while I sweep these floors
Tryna make it right for what I did before

[Verse 1]
Late night inventory, countin' up my sins
Stole some vinyl treasures, now I'm makin' amends
Old man caught me slippin', could've called the cops
Instead he handed me a broom, said "Let's talk shop"
Every record tells a story, that's what he said
While I'm organizin' shelves, wisdom fills my head
Haiti to Brooklyn, survival in these sleeves
History pressed in wax, now I finally see

[Chorus]
Midnight inventory, dusty fingertips
Learning through these records what I almost missed
Midnight inventory, shadows on the wall
Sometimes you gotta lose it all just to stand tall

[Verse 2]
Started as a thief but now I'm somethin' more
Apprentice to the culture behind that locked door
He speaks in whispered Creole 'bout the old days
While I'm sortin' through the crates, learning better ways
Each album that I clean is like a sacred text
Teaching me 'bout heritage and self-respect
Used to think this shit was just about the beat
Now I understand the depth beneath these streets

[Bridge]
Sometimes redemption comes in strange disguises
Through the night shift and the compromise is
Learning from the ones we tried to steal from
Finding out that healing's what we real from

[Verse 3]
Now every Friday night, I'm first to grab the keys
Open up the shop, honor these memories
What started as my punishment became my school
Young fool transformed through this golden rule
Every scratch I caused, now I'm trained to fix
Every record saved is knowledge in the mix
The old man smiles now when I walk in
Knowing that his wisdom helped me break my sin

[Outro]
Midnight inventory, more than just a job
Turned a thief to keeper of this vinyl mob
Sometimes salvation comes through dirty hands
Working through the night until you understand