Another Sunset In Key West

There's a thing that happens when you've been on the road a long time... You're somewhere new every night... And then one night you end up somewhere that feels like... the place... The place you didn't know you were looking for... Key West does that to people... The moon comes up over the water... And something in you goes quiet... That's where this one was written... That's where it belongs. I saw you sitting where the ceiling fans spin, Lantern light catching salt on your skin. Same old smile, just a touch more wise, Moonlight caught in your ocean eyes. You always knew where the silence grew, Where rum runs deep and regrets feel true. We danced through years we never confessed, Now here we are, under a half moon in Key West. Half moon over Key West skies, Still catches the words behind our eyes. You drifted north, I stay with the tide, But some things don't wash out with time. So we drink to the almost, to the might-have-been, And feel the pull all over again. You raised your glass, and said, "To old ghosts," Eyes on the bar, not the words you spoke. The jukebox sighed with a warm regret, Like it knew the words we hadn't said yet. I almost spoke what I held back then, But the ocean whispered, "Not again." Some truths dissolve before they land — Like footprints lost in shifting sand. Half moon over Key West skies, Still catches the words behind our eyes. You drifted north, I stay with the tide, But some things don't wash out with time. So we drink to the almost, to the might-have-been, And feel the pull all over again. Maybe some love just learns to wait, Like footprints paused at the water's gate. You were the wave I couldn't outrun, I was the shore still holding on. We both knew, but never said, It's hard to let go of what lives in your head. Half moon over Key West skies, Still holds what daylight can't disguise. You drifted north, I stay with the tide — Some hearts just don't shift with the rise. So we toast to the might-have-been, And let the pull take us back again. The moon's still out where the palm trees lean, Casting silver on everything in between. No promises, no need to pretend — Just two hearts that never quite reached the end. Half moon high… and memories low — Key West keeps what we let go. Key West... Thank you for a night like this... Some favourites... a few you might not have heard in a while... I hope you enjoyed hearing them from somewhere different. Thank you for being in the room.