
Create neo-soul/psychedelic R&B male vocal lyrics with BPM 92, D major core, deep swung laid-back rhythm. Core instrumentation: warbly Wurlitzer electric piano with vibrato, fuzzy finger-plucked P-bass with tube saturation, brushed jazz drum kit with soft ghost notes, warping Minimoog synth leads with portamento, muted wah-wah trombone riffs deep in the mix, hazy 70s public transit field recording tape loops fading in/out. Lyrics theme: A quiet late-night bus ride across a rain-slicked coastal city, the narrator ruminating on a chance bookstore run-in with an old flame earlier that day, equal parts warm nostalgic softness, light existential whimsy, and lazy playful longing, with conversational flow, subtle internal wordplay, and occasional acrobatic melisma flourishes, in the vein of Steve Lacy, Smino, Thundercat.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Floating on a coastal tide Sitting on this transit ride Foggy glass on either side Watch the yellow headlights slide Rain is falling on the street Wurlitzer is sounding sweet Fuzzy bass beneath my feet Every rhythm matches the beat [Pre-Chorus] Saw you by the paperbacks Stealing glances through the cracks Old nostalgia starts to track Memory lane is running back My heart did a little spin Seeing you walk slowly in Underneath your glowing skin That is where my doubts begin [Chorus] Oh, it’s a sweet delay Words I didn't get to say Drifting on the bay Hope we meet another day Cruising on this midnight line Wish that you were mine Everything will be just fine Drinking up your vintage wine [Post-Chorus] Yeah, we drift away Under skies of gray Let the music play Find another way [Verse] Pages of a dusty book You gave me that classic look That is all the time it took Every single bone was shook Spilling coffee on my shoe Suddenly I only saw you Didn't know just what to do Sky was painted electric blue [Chorus] Oh, it’s a sweet delay Words I didn't get to say Drifting on the bay Hope we meet another day Cruising on this midnight line Wish that you were mine Everything will be just fine Drinking up your vintage wine [Bridge] Maybe we are just two stars Riding in these metal cars Playing on some old guitars Drinking in the local bars Spinning through a wider space Trying to find a cozy place Looking for your pretty face Running at a steady pace [Hook] Ride the night bus home Underneath the starry dome Through the salty ocean foam No more need to roam [Chorus] Oh, it’s a sweet delay Words I didn't get to say Drifting on the bay Hope we meet another day Cruising on this midnight line Wish that you were mine Everything will be just fine Drinking up your vintage wine [Outro]
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