Track Insight / Lyrics
Curbside flicker, neon blues
Bus stop shadows, dusty shoes
He slipped in, a silver streak
Through the jazz club's backstreet leak
Catlight Basement, a purring haze
Whispered chords and smoky daze
He's got nine lives, I've got three songs
Playing 'til the morning dawns
Dusty vinyl, a muted horn
Stories spinning, since the morn
His emerald eyes, they never stray
From the rhythm of the blues all day
Catlight Basement, a purring haze
Whispered chords and smoky daze
He's got nine lives, I've got three songs
Playing 'til the morning dawns
First love letters, crumpled dreams
Ink-stained whispers, silent screams
He watches, with a feline grace
My lonely heart, find its place
The bassline thumps, the trumpet cries
In this hidden world, beneath the skies
He's my shadow, my silent guide
Through the music, we both confide
Streetlights flicker, city sighs
The music drifts, a lullaby
He stretches, yawns, a golden gleam
Lost in the rhythm, a fading dream
Catlight Basement, a purring haze
Whispered chords and smoky daze
He's got nine lives, I've got three songs
Playing 'til the morning dawns
The music fades, the lights grow low
In this catlight world, where dreams still flow
