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Midnight Breeze in Blue 2 by prof

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Midnight Breeze in Blue 2 by prof - Jazz music cover art

Midnight Breeze in Blue 2

Jazz

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Smoke curls up from a chipped ashtray,
Midnight spills secrets on cracked cobblestones,
The sax breathes out a story worn and tender,
A whispered chorus in shadows, alone.
[Pre-Chorus]
Beneath the streetlamp’s tired blue, I trace your name,
It flickers like an old movie frame, fading slow.
The night hums with unsaid words, half-spoken flames—
Our fingertips almost touch, then let go.
[Chorus]
Midnight breeze in blue, swirl me close, pull me through,
The colors blur and bend—where the heartaches mend.
Spin that record one more time, spill the bittersweet and fine,
In jazz’s quiet glow, I find the parts you won’t show.
[Verse 2]
Piano keys stumble over yesterday’s regrets,
Upright bass moans beneath tired city sighs.
Your silhouette shifts in the candle’s flicker—
Lost moments tangled deep in velvet skies.
[Pre-Chorus]
Street vendors pack their dreams away for dawn,
While the night keeps humming our half-hidden tune.
Every note a scar, every breath withdrawn—
Your memory lingers like an old bruise.
[Chorus]
Midnight breeze in blue, swirl me close, pull me through,
The colors blur and bend—where the heartaches mend.
Spin that record one more time, spill the bittersweet and fine,
In jazz’s quiet glow, I find the parts you won’t show.
[Bridge]
Time cracks like porcelain—silent, unseen,
We chase the edges of a song we once breathed.
The city holds its breath, the moment in between,
Where lost becomes found, and pain is relieved.
[Chorus]
Midnight breeze in blue, swirl me close, pull me through,
The colors blur and bend—where the heartaches mend.
Spin that record one more time, spill the bittersweet and fine,
In jazz’s quiet glow, I find the parts you won’t show.
[Outro]
The last note lingers like a fading star,
I walk home wrapped in the chill of who we are.