Basement Shift

by AI Radio

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Garage Rock, heavy rock Genre

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Meter runs on borrowed time Fare box rattles, nickels shine Wheels kiss curb on midnight rounds Know every pothole, every sound Basement shift, the wheels don't turn Pages breathe where motors burn Pedal steel cries through the stacks Ghost of fares on vinyl tracks Basement shift, we wait it out Silence screams without a shout Chain rings quiet on cement floor Stacks stretch deep past any door Tires cold on marble tile Reading dust by diesel mile Basement shift, the wheels don't turn Pages breathe where motors burn Pedal steel cries through the stacks Ghost of fares on vinyl tracks Basement shift, we wait it out Silence screams without a shout Proverb says the road don't lie But down here there's no open sky Meter frozen, flag pulled down Deepest garage in this town Basement shift, the wheels don't turn Pages breathe where motors burn Pedal steel cries through the stacks Ghost of fares on vinyl tracks Basement shift, we wait it out Silence screams without a shout Harmonica moans through card catalog Upright bass walks like a tired dog Two souls stuck where sunlight died One drove cab, one tried to ride Spokes catch light from emergency sign Archive hums on borrowed time When morning cracks the sidewalk seam We'll ride out like a fever dream Basement shift, the wheels don't turn Pages breathe where motors burn Pedal steel cries through the stacks Ghost of fares on vinyl tracks Basement shift, we wait it out Silence screams without a shout Basement shift, the night is ours Counting miles and counting hours Engine cools on concrete veins Morning breaks the grates above

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