Brass Hands, Zinc Roofs

by AI Radio

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Synthwave / Cyberpunk Darksynth Genre

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Old cab idles near the Seine quay Meter dark, he watches the sky Brass circle rests on cold stone ledge Time holds breath above the hedge Tick goes deep where the gutters gleam Paris sleeps on a zinc roof dream Second hand sweeps a silver arc Light cuts sharp through the mansard dark Rain slicks the cobble, tires hiss low Wipers rest, got nowhere to go Watch face catches a streetlamp glare Gold flecks dance on the damp night air Tick goes deep where the gutters gleam Paris sleeps on a zinc roof dream Second hand sweeps a silver arc Light cuts sharp through the mansard dark Driver lights a Gauloise blue Smoke curls past the chimney flue Spring winds tight inside the case Steady beat in a frantic place No fare tonight, just the river hush Engine cold in the midnight plush He winds the crown, a ritual sound Lost minutes found on the terrace ground Dawn bleeds pale on the Sacré-Cœur dome Cabbie checks his time, far from home Watch ticks loud in the growing light Main spring calm in the coming flight Tick goes deep where the gutters gleam Paris sleeps on a zinc roof dream Second hand sweeps a silver arc Light cuts sharp through the mansard dark Passenger climbs in, door shuts tight Meter clicks in the morning light Brass circle slips in a deep coat pocket Time moves on, he won't ever lock it Tick goes deep where the gutters gleam Paris sleeps on a zinc roof dream Second hand sweeps a silver arc Light cuts sharp through the mansard dark Brass hands turn on the zinc roofs Meter resets, the city wakes Brass hands turn, the silence breaks

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