Back Booth Confessions

Dim light wraps around us, velvet soft and low Leanin’ close across the table, where the shadows go Ice cubes clink like secrets, heavy on the lips Truths we’ve buried deep, now whispered in the dips The room’s alive with rhythm, but it's quiet in this space You speak in half-formed sentences, lost in your own grace Back booth confessions, traded on a sigh Words we never dared to speak, beneath the painted eye The bass line hums our story, the sax speaks our plea Pourin' out the hidden chapters, just for you and me Fingers trace the water rings, like maps of where we’ve been Unlockin’ all the buried things, let the truth begin The air is thick with meaning, as the smoke starts to rise You look at me with open eyes, and we drop the disguise The piano plays soft secrets, blues wrapped in gold Every note is a confession, every chord is bold I hear your voice crack, and the walls start to fall We’re just two souls speakin’, no barriers at all Back booth confessions, whispered in the dark No one else can hear us, but we’re leaving a mark The bass line sets the pace, the saxophone’s the key Pourin’ out the hidden chapters, just for you and me Check’s paid, but the story lingers, floatin’ in the air We step into the cool night, but the truth’s still there Leavin' whispers in the velvet, no more weight to bear In the back booth, we found a peace we didn’t know was there