Track Insight / Lyrics
Footsteps on the wood, echoing through the gloom
A copper weather vane creaks, counting each passing tune
Neon puddles ripple by, like phosphorescent glee
I'm captured here, under the spinning eucalyptus tree
Flickering fireflies dance in humid Louisiana air
Whispers on the wind, secrets shared without a care
Clack-clack-clack of Cajun rhythm, makes my hips sway
Bayou magic fills my heart, in a neon twilight way
Oh, neon lights and wooden floors, a fever dream to me
Twirling, spinning, lost in time, neon magic sets me free
All is right, when disco's playing, and the night's alive
A funky heartbeat in the swamp, whisks me to the other side
Under the Spanish moss, a world of mystery unfolds
Cypress knees rise from the depths, ancient stories they hold
Cicadas chorus in the dark, drinking in the electric air
Glittering spiders weave their webs, like gossamer graffiti there
Flickering fireflies dance in humid Louisiana air
Whispers on the wind, secrets shared without a care
Clack-clack-clack of Cajun rhythm, makes my hips sway
Bayou magic fills my heart, in a neon twilight way
Oh, neon lights and wooden floors, a fever dream to me
Twirling, spinning, lost in time, neon magic sets me free
All is right, when disco's playing, and the night's alive
A funky heartbeat in the swamp, whisks me to the other side
Kick drum thumping, slap bass ragging, horn section blasting
Pheromones in the sweaty air, electric, intoxicating
In the glimmer of the neon, I find my youth regained
A world of wonder, mystic, where love is wild and unrestrained
Scars and heartaches left behind, only memories remain
In the neon twilight, I ignite, rekindled, reborn again
Oh, neon lights and wooden floors, a fever dream to me
Twirling, spinning, lost in time, neon magic sets me free
All is right, when disco's playing, and the night's alive
A funky heartbeat in the swamp, whisks me to the other side
As the night gives way to dawn, the neon lights recede
I carry bayou magic with me, in my heart, where it's freed
Until the next wild, prfect night, when swamps and city streets collide
Disco's reckless, joyous call, will be my beacon to abide.
