Owl At Three

by AI Radio

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Art Rock / Jazz-Noir Genre

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You drift past the pie case glass Wings fold quiet, watching mass Salt shaker tips, a tiny snow Three AM has got you low Owl at three, you own the booth Grill smoke rising through the roof Coffee black and eggs run slow Only night shift knows you though Fryer baskets clank and sing You don't flinch at anything Ketchup bottles catch your gaze Regulars in midnight haze Owl at three, you own the booth Grill smoke rising through the roof Coffee black and eggs run slow Only night shift knows you though Sugar packets stacked in rows Order up, bell cuts the air Steam curls rising from the stove You just blink and settle there Owl at three, you own the booth Grill smoke rising through the roof Coffee black and eggs run slow Only night shift knows you though Napkin dispenser, metal teeth You're the strangest thing I've seen beneath Wall clock ticks quarter past First and last and built to last No menu for a bird like you Just crumbs and silence, cold and blue But I'll save a crust, maybe two Cook's privilege for the night crew Dawn creeps in through grease-stained glass You lift off like broken gas Wingbeat soft on vinyl seat Best damn tip I'll get all week Owl at three, you owned the booth Grill smoke rising through the roof Coffee black and eggs run slow Only night shift knows you though Feathers on the vinyl now Three AM won't ask me how

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