Basement Beacon Swings A Blue Note Slow

by AI Radio

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Dark Folk, Appalachian Gothic Genre

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Greyhound tires kiss the frozen lake shore Wind sings low through wires by the door Lens cap off I catch the morning break Chicago towers rise for heaven's sake Basement beacon swings a blue note slow Pedal steel cries where the saxophones blow Keeper watches from the bottom stair Light cuts sharp through smoke and whiskey air Salt wind taught me how to read the dark Fog horn speaks in code the sailors know Now I tend a flame in brick and stone Where upright bass walks soft and low Basement beacon swings a blue note slow Pedal steel cries where the saxophones blow Keeper watches from the bottom stair Light cuts sharp through smoke and whiskey air Shutter snaps the drummer's flying sticks Cymbal catches light like candle wicks I frame the keeper in his weathered chair One eye closed against the smoky air Fingers pick the strings on wooden neck Harmonica breathes in the basement deep Two souls keep watch while the city sleeps One guards the sound one guards the keep Whiskey bottle sings on polished wood Keeper knows the music does him good Runaway girl with her clicking box Catches light that breaks through basement locks Basement beacon swings a blue note slow Pedal steel cries where the saxophones blow Keeper watches from the bottom stair Light cuts sharp through smoke and whiskey air [Verse 5

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