Neon's Groove (..I left my heart...)

(((sadness, **harmonica**, jazz))), Jazz it, baby!! duet, harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica harmonica, whisky-soaked vocal for both male and female, gritty, it feels: late-night, gritty, exhausted, emotionally wrecked but still poetic, barroom-blues + outlaw-jazz mood

Build on: sadness, harmonica, jazz.
Created for the Angelic Star server challenge.

reminded  me of ol' good time^^

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LYRICS:
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I left my heart in the dead corner of the Neon’s Groove
I carved it in that worn-out table
Made of oak
Where I sat whenever my moods ran unstable
The glass hit wood with a hollow thud
One deafening sound that was warming my blood
I would turn back time
If I could

The neon plays with shadow’s grin
That’s the place I got lost within

It wasn’t a place, but my state of mind
No questions, no answers, souls different yet somehow aligned
My favourite stool, my table worn
Now it’s a ruin, discarded, forlorn
It wasn’t a place, but heaven in a grey-flooded world
A place of music, drink, the same peace big and small

I left my heart carved with the absent-minded sway of my calloused hand
And all that’s left now can’t be mend
The memories flood my bleary mind
And Neon’s Groove is gone, I took the blow
No more toasts, no more drinks
No nameless voices humming on the brink
The club was shattered
And so was my soul

No more drinks, no more
No more voices echoing, background for the hearts sore
No more songs, no more
No more and no more and no more and more
No more
Lone moments in the old rooms dim
Blank mind over half full rim
Nothing left
No bar, no chambers
Just memories of burning amber

My favourite stool, my table worn
Discarded
My heart shattered
Because I lost my home

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Build on: sadness, harmonica, jazz. Created for the Angelic Star server challenge. reminded me of ol' good time^^ =========================================== LYRICS: =========================================== I left my heart in the dead corner of the Neon’s Groove I carved it in that worn-out table Made of oak Where I sat whenever my moods ran unstable The glass hit wood with a hollow thud One deafening sound that was warming my blood I would turn back time If I could The neon plays with shadow’s grin That’s the place I got lost within It wasn’t a place, but my state of mind No questions, no answers, souls different yet somehow aligned My favourite stool, my table worn Now it’s a ruin, discarded, forlorn It wasn’t a place, but heaven in a grey-flooded world A place of music, drink, the same peace big and small I left my heart carved with the absent-minded sway of my calloused hand And all that’s left now can’t be mend The memories flood my bleary mind And Neon’s Groove is gone, I took the blow No more toasts, no more drinks No nameless voices humming on the brink The club was shattered And so was my soul It wasn’t a place, but my state of mind No questions, no answers, souls different yet somehow aligned My favourite stool, my table worn Now it’s a ruin, discarded, forlorn It wasn’t a place, but heaven in a grey-flooded world A place of music, drink, the same peace big and small No more drinks, no more No more voices echoing, background for the hearts sore No more songs, no more No more and no more and no more and more No more Lone moments in the old rooms dim Blank mind over half full rim Nothing left No bar, no chambers Just memories of burning amber It wasn’t a place, but my state of mind No questions, no answers, souls different yet somehow aligned My favourite stool, my table worn Now it’s a ruin, discarded, forlorn It wasn’t a place, but heaven in a grey-flooded world A place of music, drink, the same peace big and small My favourite stool, my table worn Discarded My heart shattered Because I lost my home

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