“Firelight & Blue Bottles”
Verse 1
By Bear Rock when the sun dips low,
Fire starting up, letting the warm wind blow.
Blue bottle in my hand, cold as the tide,
Six percent settling in, easy on the inside.
Waves tapping the shoreline, steady and slow,
The kind of rhythm only this place knows.
Chorus
BBQ smoking, music running through the night,
Good company around me, everything feels right.
Not thinking too hard, just letting it all flow,
A soft little buzz only these nights know.
Firelight dancing, shadows moving free,
Moments like this feel like home to me.
Verse 2
Smoke rising slow, drifting into the sky,
Stories being shared as the hours pass by.
Plates getting filled, laughter in the air,
Everyone relaxed with nothing to compare.
The world feels lighter, the moment feels true,
Platinum glow mixing with the ocean blue.
Pre‑Chorus
And if the breeze gets colder, the fire keeps me warm,
Wrapped in the comfort of this island norm.
Chorus
BBQ smoking, music running through the night,
Good company around me, everything feels right.
Not thinking too hard, just letting it all flow,
A soft little buzz only these nights know.
Firelight dancing, shadows moving free,
Moments like this feel like home to me.
Bridge
Let the night stretch long, let the stars stay bright,
Let the music guide us deeper into the night.
If my thoughts drift off, let them drift where they may,
Nights like this are the ones I wish would stay.
Verse 3
Another blue bottle opens with a quiet sound,
Cool against my palm as I settle to the ground.
The ocean keeps singing, the fire keeps its glow,
Time moving slow in the way only we know.
Faces I trust, voices I love,
Everything peaceful under the sky above.
Final Chorus
BBQ burning, waves tapping the stone,
Good people beside me, I’m never alone.
Cold bottle, warm feeling, everything aligned,
Firelight and blue bottles easing my mind.
Good music, good company, night running long,
Bear Rock holding every beat of this song.
Outro
And when the fire fades and the night grows still,
The memory lingers — and it always will.
Blue bottle, soft buzz, ocean at my feet,
Bear Rock nights like this are hard to beat.
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