Christmas lights tangled in ocean breeze,
Whiskey smiles from mason jar seas.
Old songs crackle where porch lights sway,
Palms carve stories into salt-stained bays.
When the batteries die, and the stars lose their spark,
Just the hush of the tide, a door in the dark.
We'll toast to the nights that the oceans restore,
Under porch lights fading on a saltwater shore.
I thought I knew dreams etched deep in sand,
'Til rum and a dance took the map from my hand.
Songs drift like smoke across open seas,
But laughter stays tied to the coconut trees.
When the batteries die, and the stars lose their spark,
Just the hush of the tide, a door in the dark.
We'll toast to the nights that the oceans restore,
Under porch lights fading on a saltwater shore.
Had to learn the weight of no, to earn my yes,
Had to lose horizons to know I'm blessed.
We don't sail forever, but we ride 'til we die,
So let's dance while stars still claim the sky.
When the batteries die, and the stars lose their spark,
Just the hush of the tide, a door in the dark.
We'll toast to the nights that the oceans restore,
Under porch lights fading on a saltwater shore.