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3.34 (Blue Bulbs and Coffee) by Shane

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3.34 (Blue Bulbs and Coffee) by Shane - Reggae/Dub music cover art

3.34 (Blue Bulbs and Coffee)

Reggae/Dub

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3.34 porch light spilling soft, still breathing slow, crickets humming, chair creak slow, night’s pulse in the glow.
3.34 porch light humming low, cat sits still, eyes wide watching shadows grow, whispers in the dark, world′s hush before the dawn, time slips through fingers but I′m still holding on.
Chair creak tells a story, crickets keep the beat, blue bulbs flicker steady, heartbeat slow and sweet, coffee′s cold but warm, fingers in the air, silent conversations between me and the chair.
Tick tock, porch light flick, can′t now move, time play trick, coffee cold but I still sip slow, 3.34, nowhere for you to go.
Coffee done cold, cat food gone miss, drumstick hit by the chair, cheeky twist, laugh in the dark, get true, still rings through porch, can′t lie, it remembers you.
Blue bulb burn, shadow call me, time walk past, it don′t stop me, lost food, lost drumstick, lost taste, still the porch hold me anyway.
Night′s breath quiet, world′s turning slow, cat watches nothing but I watch the show, echoes of footsteps, a chair soft sigh, 3.34, whispers under velvet sky.
Crickets sing secrets, wind hums low tune, porch light pulse is a ghostly rune, time′s a thin thread, pull tight I warn, in this space between night and morn.
Break them bulbs, clock keep knock, heartbeat low but the baseline rock, room get dark but my spirit wide, 3.34, I′m still outside.
Street quiet, world still turn, porch light glow and a blue bulb burn, cat watch nothing but I watch all, 3.34, silence make the call.
3.34, drift away, time to stop, porch light dim, chair creaks off pop, crickets fade slow but we still hear the clock, night′s embrace hold me locked in this dark.
3.34, drift away, time to stop, porch light dim, chair creaks off pop, crickets fade slow but we still hear the clock, night′s embrace hold me locked in this dark.