Blues Lounge Music, Whiskey Blues, блюз-рок, Музыка для завтрака Midnight Diner Peace

The neon sign is buzzing, a steady kind of hum
I'm sitting in the corner booth, waiting for the calm to come
The waitress pours the coffee, she don't say a word
Sometimes silence is the sweetest thing I've ever heard
The steam is rising slow from the ceramic cup
The city's finally sleeping, and I ain't rushing up
I found my little peace in a diner late at night
Everything is heavy, but the soul is feeling light
Got nowhere to be until the morning breaks
Just resting my bones and whatever else it takes
Yeah, resting my bones and whatever else it takes
A truck goes rolling by on the highway in the rain
A lonely set of headlights washing down the lane
But in here it's warm, smelling like cherry pie
Watching the reflection of the streetlights in the window glass fly
The steam is rising slow from the ceramic cup
The city's finally sleeping, and I ain't rushing up
I found my little peace in a diner late at night
Everything is heavy, but the soul is feeling light
Got nowhere to be until the morning breaks
Just resting my bones and whatever else it takes
Yeah, resting my bones and whatever else it takes
No phone calls to answer, no faces to please
Just the quiet hum of the refrigerator freeze
A sanctuary built of vinyl seats and chrome
Tonight this little corner feels exactly like home
I found my little peace in a diner late at night
Everything is heavy, but the soul is feeling light
Got nowhere to be until the morning breaks
Just resting my bones and whatever else it takes