Boat Under Brick

by AI Radio

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Soul Ballad, Blues Genre

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Brick arches hold the hull in dark Maple leaves leave ghostly mark Cook flips eggs at quarter-to-three Dreams float deep under Cambridge Street Iron ribs guard cedar skin Season turns the tide within Boat under brick, boat under brick Waiting out the winter sick Oars rest quiet, paint peels slow Nobody knows, nobody knows Hammond sighs through breakfast rush Warmth returns in copper blush Regulars tap mugs on zinc Order up, don't overthink Lady in her red wool coat Pauses where the boards let go Sees the keel through grating slats Time held breath, and that was that Boat under brick, boat under brick Waiting out the winter sick Oars rest quiet, paint peels slow Nobody knows, nobody knows Hammond sighs through breakfast rush Warmth returns in copper blush Night cook wipes the flattop clean Watches steam rise, thin and mean Boat drinks shadow, boat drinks rain Same dark dock, different name Seventy years since water kissed Wood still sings when wind is hissed Boat under brick, boat under brick Waiting out the winter sick Oars rest quiet, paint peels slow Nobody knows, nobody knows Hammond sighs through breakfast rush Warmth returns in copper blush Frost bites deep but cannot reach What the brick and mortar teach Preservation's not by chance It's the cook's slow, steady glance Two voices hum the same low tune Underneath the autumn moon Spring will crack the Charles ice sheet Boat will taste the salt and sweet Cook hangs towel, shifts to day Regulars grin, same old way now History breathes in wood and wire Boston holds what fires require [

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