Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Alarm hits dark and early Steam ghosting from my breath Coffee shakes inside this thermos Frost still clings to every step Heavy coat on in the driveway Sky stuck between night and blue Ice on the windshield Hands are aching But the forecast says “it’s you” [Pre-Chorus] ‘Cause by the time that sun gets cruel I’ll be sweating through this wool [Chorus] Coat in the morning Short sleeves by noon Burning like August Then a chill by the moon Six more weeks of maybe Six more weeks of tune Coat in the morning Jacket under the moon (yeah) [Verse 2] Phone says forty when I leave town Feels like ninety after lunch Peel this flannel off my shoulder Windows down That southern punch By the game the sky’s gone purple Breath comes out in silver lines Dig my jacket from the backseat Same routine a thousand times [Pre-Chorus] It’s a joke we never choose Still we live in sun and bruise [Chorus] Coat in the morning Short sleeves by noon Burning like August Then a chill by the moon Six more weeks of maybe Six more weeks of tune Coat in the morning Jacket under the moon (hey) [Bridge] Groundhog grins on the TV light Says we’re stuck in this slow fist fight Between the frost Between the bloom Same old dance Same old costume [Chorus] Coat in the morning Short sleeves by noon Sweat on my collar Then I’m shivering soon Six more weeks of maybe Six more weeks in tune Coat in the morning Jacket under the moon Coat in the morning Jacket under the moon
Tags
rock, Crunchy early-2000s rock with driving distorted guitars, live bass, and punchy drums; male vocals with a slightly raspy edge. Verses stay tight and palm-muted, kick and bass locked in; pre-chorus lifts with open chords and tom fills, then chorus explodes wide with octave leads and gang vocals on key lines. Brief middle-8 drop to half-time and cleaner guitar before final full-throttle chorus.
Duration
3:24
Instrumental
No
Created
2/15/2026