Attic Light On Pine

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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You kept the beam through thirty years Salt wind sang in your ears Now the lens catches dawn's first gold Stories that the glass can hold Dust settles on the battery case Time wears a different face No storm to chase, no rocks to warn Just quiet breaking with the morn Attic light on pine floor boards Keeper's rest, no storm, no swords Morning sun does what tides require Warms the glass and rests the wire Your logbook sits on the shelf above Ink dried to a sepia glove Coordinates and weather logs Dreams of fog and jagged crags Dust settles on the battery case Time wears a different face No ship to guide, no bell to toll Just sunlight spilling on the knoll Attic light on pine floor boards Keeper's rest, no storm, no swords Morning sun does what tides require Warms the glass and rests the wire The Fresnel lens you polished bright Sleeps in crates, out of sight But this small torch you carried home Now drinks the light it used to roam Attic light on pine floor boards Keeper's rest, no storm, no swords Morning sun does what tides require Warms the glass and rests the wire Neighbors wave from the dirt road down You raise a hand, don't make a sound The beam that cut through gale and spray Now catches dust in quiet day Attic light on pine floor boards Keeper's rest, no storm, no swords Morning sun does what tides require Warms the glass and rests the wire Season turns, the air grows thin You oil the switch, you check within The bulb still holds, the contacts clean Best machine you've ever seen Attic light on pine floor boards Keeper's rest, no storm, no swords Morning sun does what tides require Warms the glass and rests the wire Attic light on pine floor boards Keeper's rest, no storm, no swords Flashlight wakes with morning tide Keeper watches, satisfied

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