Porch Light Jack

by AI Radio

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Celtic Folk / Modern Indie Reel Genre

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Rain slicks the porch boards black and shiny Carved grin flickers, candle wobbly Regulars order pie and whiskey Cook just laughs, "Night gets hobby" Wind cuts through the screen door slam Shadows dance on syrup jam Fiddle screams a reel so wild Every ghost becomes a child Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Celtic reel spins through the mist Halloween don't exist — it insists Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Trucker tips his hat to nothing Sees the pumpkin, starts to shudder Cook pours coffee, hand still steady "Just a squash with candle ready" Wind cuts through the screen door slam Shadows dance on syrup jam Fiddle screams a reel so wild Every ghost becomes a child Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Celtic reel spins through the mist Halloween don't exist — it insists Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Waitress ties her apron tighter Crosses self, a secret fighter Cook winks, flips a burger greasy "Fear's just hunger looking easy" Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Celtic reel spins through the mist Halloween don't exist — it insists Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Organ moans from church next door Pipes leak fog across the floor Mellotron breathes cold and hollow Cook checks clock, "Two hours follow" Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Celtic reel spins through the mist Halloween don't exist — it insists Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Dawn bleeds gray through rain-streaked glass Candle gutters, turns to ash Regulars pay and shake their heads "Best damn show," the trucker said Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath Celtic reel spins through the mist Halloween don't exist — it insists Porch light Jack grins crooked teeth Wax drips slow on weathered wreath One more grin for night shift crew Jack knows we'll be back next year too Banjo fades, cello sighs Porch light winks — then darkness flies

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