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Terror In The Keys

By Jimmy Shoals · The Saltwater Sessions: Terror In The Keys

The tide rolls in with an eerie glow, Lanterns sway where the warm winds blow. Palm trees shimmer, the moonlight breathes, Welcome, my friend, to the Terror in the Keys. Terror in the Keys — the night comes alive, (night comes alive…) Where the lost and the living both dance to survive, (dance to survive…) From the haunted reefs to Duval's ghostly glow, (ooooh… ghostly glow…) The streets are singin' and they won't let go, (won't let go…) Terror in the Keys — hear the midnight song, (hear the midnight song…) Where the island remembers and the ghosts belong. (ooooh… they belong… Terror in the Keys…) Flew in for the weekend, just chasin' a thrill, Rum in my cup and a bar tab to kill. Masks and feathers, the streets on fire, Music and madness keep climbin' higher. But somethin' whispered through the island breeze, A voice from the dark sayin', "Boy, don't leave." Followed the drums where the torches burned, Past faces that smiled but never returned. The Zombie Ride rolled by in style, Painted grins stretchin' half a mile. A pirate laughed, said, "Here's your fate — When the moon hits high, it's already too late." Terror in the Keys — the night comes alive, (night comes alive…) Where the lost and the living both dance to survive, (dance to survive…) From the haunted reefs to Duval's ghostly glow, (ooooh… ghostly glow…) The streets are singin' and they won't let go, (won't let go…) Terror in the Keys — hear the midnight song, (hear the midnight song…) Where the island remembers and the ghosts belong. (ooooh… they belong… Terror in the Keys…) Down on Duval, the fog rolled in, Lightning cracked and the show began again. Mermaids shimmered, the devils grinned wide, And the ocean hummed with the turning tide. Every laugh I heard had a scream behind, And I prayed this hangover would treat me kind. (ooooh… treat me kind…) The waves kept time with a heartbeat slow, Footsteps followed everywhere I'd go. A voice on the breeze said, "Stay awhile," As the undead danced in their ghostly style. I raised my glass to the silent sea, And felt the ghosts raise theirs with me. Terror in the Keys, where the stories rise, Behind every smile, a pair of eyes. If you wake at dawn and still believe, You've danced all night with the Terror in the Keys.
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