Dusty Barside Stories

A shared playlist we built in June

You text me voice notes under the moon

(hmmm) You drive the long way back home

tonight

At the bar where tabs go missing

We're just talking, no one's listening (yeah)

That late jazz mood

is in the air

We're almost there

Basement corner, amber glow

Letting the heavy feelings show

Emotion first, we don't need to flex

Wondering what happens next

Driving home,

the long way (ahhhh)