
Generate vocal jazz lyrics for a warm, breathy female vocalist, set to 95 BPM mid-tempo swing in F minor. Core instrumentation: muted arco upright bass, brushed jazz drum kit, soft celesta substituting grand piano, smoky tenor saxophone fills, no trumpet, with space for a 8-bar wordless scat improvisation in the bridge. Lyrics theme: A woman lingering at a 2am speakeasy bar, twisting a half-empty bourbon glass as she recounts fond, bittersweet memories of a fleeting post-war train station romance she still thinks of every rainy night. Lyrical tone is introspective, quietly tender, with conversational, lilting phrasing matching the swing groove, full of subtle, intimate conversational asides that feel like a whispered secret shared only with the audience.
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[Intro] [Verse] The ice is melting slow Inside this amber sea The clock has nowhere to go And neither do I, you see (It is always two AM here) The shadows whisper low And bring the ghosts too near [Chorus] It is that station in the rain With steam against the glass The echo of a heavy train Watching the moments pass (I can still taste the salt air) A love that left a stain A ghost that is always there [Verse] Your coat was damp and grey From a sky that would not clear I had so much left to say But I kept it tucked right here (Right behind my collar bone) You turned and walked away And left me all alone [Pre-Chorus] The celesta rings a chime Like rain on a tin roof A tiny lapse in time A bittersweet kind of proof [Chorus] It is that station in the rain With steam against the glass The echo of a heavy train Watching the moments pass (I can still taste the salt air) A love that left a stain A ghost that is always there [Bridge] (Wait, let the bass speak first) [Solo] Shoo-be-doo, ba-da-da-da Zah-zuh-zay, doo-wap, sha-da Bee-ba-dee, nuh-nuh-nuh Low and slow, mmm-hmm (Just a little breath between the notes) [Verse] The saxophone starts to sigh A long and smoky moan Underneath this neon sky I am better off alone (Or that is what I tell the glass) I watch the world go by And let the memory pass [Post-Chorus] Just one more drop of gold Before they lock the door A story never told I do not need it anymore (But I will dream it anyway) The night is getting old And turning into grey [Chorus] It is that station in the rain With steam against the glass The echo of a heavy train Watching the moments pass (I can still taste the salt air) A love that left a stain A ghost that is always there [Breakdown] No more steam No more train Just the bourbon And the rain (Keep it quiet now) [Outro]
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