Three AM Grates
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Swinging mid-tempo jazz at 102 BPM, warm G major mode, for smooth male jazz vocals with lazy, effortless phrasing and soft subtle vibrato. Core instrumentation: jazz piano with extended chord voicings, upright bass with lilting walking lines, drums with brushed snare and mellow ride cymbal swells, warm flugelhorn and tenor sax brass accents, clean hollow-body jazz guitar comping. Narration follows a late-night rainy cab ride across old Brooklyn, where the singer spots a half-forgotten former love laughing through a bistro window, balancing gentle bittersweet longing and quiet contentment at the soft, unforced twist of fate, with light improvisational scat breaks, timeless and softly reflective.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Yellow cab on a wet street Tires humming a low beat Old Brooklyn in the rear view Thinking 'bout nothing, thinking 'bout you Wiping fog from the cold glass Watching the midnight shadows pass [Chorus] There you were through the bistro light Gleaming soft in the rainy night Laughing loud at a table for two A different life, a different view And I’m just passing by Underneath a Brooklyn sky [Verse] Flugelhorn on the radio Playing something sweet and slow You still wear that velvet blue The one I bought when I had you The driver asks if I’m okay I tell him "Keep driving this way" [Bridge] It’s a funny thing, the way we spin Lose a heart just to let life in No more tears, just a gentle sigh Watching a ghost as I drift on by The meter clicks like a steady heart Two worlds that drifted worlds apart [Break] Shoo-be-doo-ba, dah-dat-dah Zah-zuh-zay, ba-da-da Ooh-wee, smooth and easy Walking bass, keep it breezy [Chorus] There you were through the bistro light Gleaming soft in the rainy night Laughing loud at a table for two A different life, a different view And I’m just passing by Underneath a Brooklyn sky [Post-Chorus] I’m happy for the glow you found While I’m lost in this city sound A bittersweet swing in G The way it’s supposed to be [Verse] The bridge is coming into sight Distant lamps in the hazy light I lean back and I close my eyes No more questions, no more whys Just the rhythm of the rain Washing out the old, old pain I’m content with the turn of fate Even if I’m a little late [Outro]
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