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Coffee Black, Whiskey Neat
Clinton Moore
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AmericanaCountry FolkContemplativeBalancedEarthy
The song is divided into two distinct sonic halves that blend together in the chorus. The verses describing the morning feature acoustic guitar and light percussion, bright and alert. The verses describing the night switch to a moodier, electric piano and cello arrangement, dark and smooth. The chorus brings both worlds together with a full band arrangement. It serves as a meditation on balance, contrasting the bitterness of the morning caffeine with the burn of the evening spirits. The vocal performance should be weary but content, accepting this cycle of life.
[Verse 1] Six AM, the sun cracks the blind Leaving the dreams a little behind Kettle is whistling a high pitched tune Start of the grind coming way too soon Pour it dark, pour it strong Gotta find the strength to move along Bitter taste to wake up the brain Ready to face the sun and the rain [Chorus] I live my life Coffee Black, Whiskey Neat Sunrise labor and a sunset seat One to get me going, one to slow me down Spinning in a circle in this little town No sugar, no ice, nothing in between Just the raw truth of the daily machine Burning at both ends, finding the beat Coffee Black, Whiskey Neat [Verse 2] Six PM, the shadows grow long Body is tired, but the spirit is strong Glass on the table, amber and gold Story of the day is finally told Warmth spreading through the chest and the soul Finally losing a little control Washing away the dust and the dirt Numbing the ache and numbing the hurt [Chorus] I live my life Coffee Black, Whiskey Neat Sunrise labor and a sunset seat One to get me going, one to slow me down Spinning in a circle in this little town No sugar, no ice, nothing in between Just the raw truth of the daily machine Burning at both ends, finding the beat Coffee Black, Whiskey Neat [Bridge] The cycle turns. The liquid burns. Awake and asleep. Promises to keep. [Acoustic Guitar and Cello Duet] [Outro] Here's to the morning. Here's to the night. Sip it slow.
AmericanaCountry FolkContemplativeBalancedEarthyResonant BaritoneAcoustic GuitarCelloElectric PianoDrumsSunoGemini (Google)
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