Verse 1
You’re so fine
(so fine)
All mine
(all mine)
I won’t rush
(ahh ahh)
Unless you touch
(unless you touch)
If you sip
(what you sip?)
I’ve got that wine
(red red wine)
And if you’re hungry, Boy, I’ll set the table just right
(mmm yeah)

Pre-Chorus
Ooh darling don’t keep me
(waiting)
There’s a fire we could be making
(come on)
I’m talking slow jams, midnight
Candles dripping on the bedside
Girl, let’s slip in, it feels right

Chorus (Hook)
I’ma keep the lights low
(I’ma keep the lights low)
I’ma keep the lights low, boy
(I’ma keep the lights low, hopin’)
That you’re feeling what I feel
And you want me like I want you tonight, baby
(tell me that you’re coming soon)

Verse 2
Velvet sheets
(velvet sheets)
Bare skin
(bare skin)
We move slow
(ahh ahh)
Where do we begin?
(where do we begin?)
Every glance
(every glance)
Turns me to flame
(turns me to flame)
I don’t want tomorrow if tonight don’t stay the same
(woohoo)

Pre-Chorus
Baby, don’t keep me
(waiting)
There’s a storm inside worth breaking
(yeah yeah)
I’m talking whispers, sweet wine
Hands tangled up  your spine
Girl, let’s lose track of time

Chorus (Hook)
I’ma keep the lights low
(I’ma keep the lights low)
I’ma keep the lights low, baby
(I’ma keep the lights low, hopin’)
That you’re feeling what I feel
And you want me like I want you tonight, baby
(tell me that you’re coming soon)

Bridge
Don’t need no games, no disguise
I see forever in your eyes
Every word, every sigh
Is written straight from the heart tonight

Chorus (Hook – repeat/fade)
I’ma keep the lights low…




Keep the Lights Low

Florida Born, Florida Raised, Florida Die. Swampy blues of deep river woes

Apalachicola River Blues

50 Cent - 21 Questions 1950's Motown Soul Cover

Fall Love

I used to break easy. Now I bend, breathe, and keep movin’. This one’s for everyone still learnin’ to do the same.

Hard to Break Easy

A late-night soul-funk groove wrapped in smoky horns, brushed snares, and warm analog texture. “Promiscuous” is a retro-futuristic duet where two voices flirt, tease, and trade control over the groove like a slow dance in a Southern lounge. Cinematic, seductive, and storytelling-driven — this one feels like dim lights, gold accents, and a little trouble in the air.

Another chapter from The Smokehouse Saints.

Promiscuous

Almost Famous

Best of Glenn Ricks – Reggae Infused brings together the finest tracks of Glenn Ricks with The Jamaica Band’s signature reggae touch. Smooth grooves, soulful melodies, and timeless island vibes make this a must-listen for reggae lovers everywhere.

The Jamaica Band - At Last - Reggae Soul Radio Edit

Learning Me Again

[Verse 1]
Woke up late, forgot to eat,  
A shadow standing on my feet.  
Mirror don’t reflect my name,  
Same skin, but it don’t feel the same.  
I used to dance just down the hall,  
Barefoot, bold, ten feet tall.  
Now I freeze when silence speaks,  
Counting seconds, losing weeks.

[Chorus]
I don’t feel like myself anymore,  
Like I left her crying behind that door.  
She was sunlight, full of fire—  
Now I’m ashes dressed in quiet attire.  
I wear the face, I fake the grace,  
But I miss her laugh, her fearless pace.  
I don’t know where I started to fade…  
But I’d give it all to feel her again.

[Verse 2]
My friends don’t ask the heavy stuff,  
And I don’t tell them when it’s rough.  
I learned to joke, to spin, to cope,  
To wear mascara and give up hope.  
I used to write in purple pens,  
Now it’s deadlines, bills, and “depends.”  
I used to sing like no one heard—  
Now I choke on every word.

[Chorus]
I don’t feel like myself anymore,  
Like I left her crying behind that door.  
She was sunlight, full of fire—  
Now I’m ashes dressed in quiet attire.  
I wear the face, I fake the grace,  
But I miss her laugh, her fearless pace.  
I don’t know where I started to fade…  
But I’d give it all to feel her again.

[Verse 3]
Sometimes I hum a melody,  
And think she’s humming back to me.  
Like if I sing it soft enough,  
She’ll crawl back through all this stuff.  
There’s a photo in a dusty box—  
Eyes that spark before the loss.  
If I ever meet her in this haze…  
I’ll hold her close, and let her stay.

[Bridge]
Beneath the noise, beneath the mask,  
There’s still a girl I didn’t ask—  
To wait this long and still believe…  
But today I felt her breathe.

[Chorus]
I don’t feel like myself no more—  
But I just cracked open that old door.  
And in the quiet, I heard her hum,  
Like sunlight breaking through the numb.  
I wear the face, but now with grace,  
And feel her strength in every place.  
She never left — she lived within…  
And now I’m learning me again.

I don’t feel like myself anymore,  
Like I left her crying behind that door.  
She was sunlight, full of fire—  
Now I’m ashes dressed in quiet attire.  
I wear the face, I fake the grace,  
But I miss her laugh, her fearless pace.  
I don’t know where I started to fade…  
But I’d give it all to feel her again.

Siren

Kingpin