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Nick's Slow Smoky Blues 2 by Max

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Nick's Slow Smoky Blues 2

Blues

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So raise a glass to the boy on the quay, A blonde silhouette where the sea meets the gray.
Nick is a blonde and younger, Elf on a Rostock anchor, Hosen's in Signing.
He walks a pier with a Baltic size, Sting from the harbor, stars in his eyes.
Tight pants sling him to the moonlit stride, Neon on the water where his secrets hide.
Nick is a blonde and younger, Elf on a Rostock anchor, Hosen's in Signing.
He walks a pier with a Baltic size, Sting from the harbor, stars in his eyes.
He walks a pier with a Baltic size, Sting from the harbor, stars in his eyes.
He walks a pier with a Baltic size, Sting from the harbor, stars in his eyes.
Smoky blues.
Trampling the rails on low, pier creaks soft where the cold winds blow.
Harbor ramps painted silhouette thin, he wears the night like a second skin.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
Arctic wind in his shoes.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
Rostock night, you know it's true.
Call, where you going boy?
Answer, I don't know yet.
Who's the one you miss?
He breathes the smoke, he breathes the cold.
Longing's a story that's getting old.
But when the harbor whispers low, he hums a tune only lost folks know.
Old sacks in a corner, whiskey on ice, he trades his silence for a rolling dice.
A hint of laughter from a distant bar, he keeps his distance like an old scarf.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
With harbor lights and you.
Tell me Nick, what do you change?
A hint of the skylight, just a space.
Tell me Nick, will you stay?
I stay and music, I drift away.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
Rostock wind and the pierce of news.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
Tight pants, loose heart and a thousand rules.
Slow and smoky blues.
Rostock night holds your every move.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
In the harbor haze, your dreams grew.
So raise a glass to the boy on the cave.
A blonde silhouette where the sea meets the grave.
Nick's slow and smoky blues.
She'll always choose to sing on.
Rostock nights and oh.
Oh.
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