Track 10 of the album Second Shift · 2022
Late Summer Stoop, Streetlights Humming
by Kane Rivers
“Late August, ice pops melting, nobody in a rush. Summer's last easy night.”
boom-bap · smooth boom-bap · summer rap · 3:41
Lyrics
Late August evening, the heat finally breaks Ice pops melting on the stoop, no one's in a rush to wake Neighbors on the steps with their fans and their folding chairs Uncle's telling stories that he tells every year Sun going orange behind the water tower Kids chasing fireflies for another hour I got my notebook open but I'm not writing much Just letting the block hum, soaking in the touch Summer's almost over, but it isn't over yet Hold the light a little longer, no regrets Streetlights humming, summer slipping slow Late August evening, nowhere else to go Stoop steps warm from the day we had Good company makes the night feel glad Streetlights humming, let the evening stay Late August evening, we'll be okay Auntie on the corner with a plate for everyone Dominoes are clacking, the bass from a car just begun Somebody's grandma laughing at a joke from ninety-two Little cousin on a scooter doing laps in his shoes I used to think the summer was a thing you had to chase Now I know it's in the slow nights, in this one small place Bring the cooler to the curb, cold drinks for the crew Every face on this block is a kind of home too Summer's almost over, but it isn't over yet Hold the light a little longer, no regrets Streetlights humming, summer slipping slow Late August evening, nowhere else to go Stoop steps warm from the day we had Good company makes the night feel glad Streetlights humming, let the evening stay Late August evening, we'll be okay When the lights come on, nobody goes inside We just pull the chairs in closer, side by side Autumn's coming soon, we can feel it in the air But tonight the whole block's still right here Moths around the lamp post, the crickets keep the time Somebody hums a hook and I match it with a rhyme Midnight's getting closer but the porch lights stay on Memory in the making, we'll remember it long When the cold comes knocking and the leaves start to fall I'll think about this stoop and the sound of it all Streetlights humming, summer slipping slow Late August evening, nowhere else to go Stoop steps warm from the day we had Good company makes the night feel glad Streetlights humming, let the evening stay Late August evening, we'll be okay Streetlights humming, let the evening stay We'll be okay