All songs / David Alan Graham
Off-Season
When the crowds thin out and the town finally exhales.
G major81 BPM4/44:12golden-hourChecked by David
Verse 1
By July the town gets quiet again
Rental signs hang in the heat and wind
Beach chairs stacked by the tiki bar
Parking spots open out by the shore
The spring break noise all packed and left
Now it's just locals catchin' breath
Thunder rollin' out past three
And the air hangs thick like memory
Pre-Chorus
Funny how the silence comes
Right after all that noise burns out
Chorus
It's off-season in this town
Sun beats hard and the crowds thin out
Rain rolls in 'bout every afternoon
Washes Main Street clean by two
And I'm learning slow what the tide knows now
Not every wave's gotta draw a crowd
Some things fade and some things stay
Peace looks different in the August haze
Yeah there's beauty when the world slows down
In the off-season of this town
Verse 2
Saw old man Rick down at the dock
Said "this is when this island talks"
Winter pays and spring runs wild
But summer lets the locals breathe awhile
Coffee shop girl's got time to sit
Nobody rushes, nobody quits
Sunset comes through a storm-cut sky
Purple and gold where the heatwave dies
Pre-Chorus
Guess all my life I chased the noise
Like louder meant alive somehow
Chorus
It's off-season in this town
Sun beats hard and the crowds thin out
Rain rolls in 'bout every afternoon
Washes Main Street clean by two
And I'm learning slow what the tide knows now
Not every wave's gotta draw a crowd
Some things fade and some things stay
Peace looks different in the August haze
Yeah there's beauty when the world slows down
In the off-season of this town
Bridge
Maybe life ain't in the rush
Maybe peace shows up when things let up
Not every season burns the same
Sometimes stillness is the change
Final Chorus
It's off-season in this town
Humidity hangs but the pace slows down
Just salt air, storms, and open roads
The kind of quiet only locals know
And I'm learning slow what the tide knows well
Everything changes and that's just life itself
Spent my days chasin' the sun somehow
Now I know I don't have to run it down
There's beauty when the world slows down
In the off-season of this town
Checked by David. If something still looks off, let me know.
Intro Em G C G C
Verse 1
GBy July the Ctown gets quiet again
Rental Gsigns hang in the heat and wind
CBeach chairs stacked by the tiki bar
DParking spots open out by the Gshore
The spring break noise all packed and left
Now it's just locals catchin' Cbreath
Thunder rollin' out past three
And the Dair hangs thick like memory
Pre-Chorus
EmFunny Dhow the silence comes
CRight after all that noise burns out
Chorus
DIt's off-season Gin this town
Sun beats Dhard and the crowds thin out
Rain rolls in C'bout every afternoon
Washes Main DStreet clean by two
And I'm learning slow Gwhat the tide knows now
Not every wave's gotta draw a crowd
Some things fade Cand some things stay
Peace looks different Din the August haze
Yeah there's beauty Gwhen the world slows down
EmIn the off-season Gof this town
Verse 2
Saw old man Rick down at the dock
Said "this is when this island Ctalks"
Winter pays and spring Druns wild
But summer lets the locals Gbreathe awhile
Coffee shop girl's got time to sit
Nobody rushes, Cnobody quits
Sunset comes through a storm-cut Dsky
Purple and gold where the heatwave dies
Pre-Chorus
Guess Emall my life I Cchased the noise
Like louder meant alive Dsomehow
Chorus
GIt's off-season in this town
CSun beats hard and the crowds thin out
Rain rolls in 'bout every afternoon
DWashes Main Street clean by two
GAnd I'm learning slow what the tide knows now
CNot every wave's gotta draw a crowd
Some things fade and some things stay
DPeace looks different in the August haze
Yeah there's beauty when the world slows Cdown
In Dthe off-season of this town
Bridge
Maybe Emlife ain't in the rush
Maybe peace shows up when things let up
Not Cevery season burns the same
DSometimes stillness is the change
Final Chorus
It's off-season in this Ctown
Humidity hangs but the pace slows down
Just salt air, storms, and open roads
The kind of quiet only locals Dknow
And I'm learning Gslow what the tide knows well
Everything Dchanges and that's just life itself
Spent my Cdays chasin' the sun somehow
DNow I know I Emdon't have to run it down
CThere's Dbeauty when the world slows Cdown
In the Doff-season of this town
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