Brass Key Dawn

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / Atmospheric Electronic Downtempo Genre

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Morning mist clings to the Quercus bark I trace the veins on a leaf a mark Brass key sits cold in my palm of soil No lock to turn just the morning toil Brass key dawn on the empty pier Counting footsteps no one hears Rusty shackle no door is near Salt wind sings what the tide holds dear Latin names murmur in root and rhizome This metal core has no proper home Ferruginous oxide blooms on the bow Waiting for a master not here now Wooden planks groan under phantom weight Tide pulls back at a steady rate I sow the key in a ceramic plate Hoping a lock will germinate Brass key dawn on the empty pier Counting footsteps no one hears Rusty shackle no door is near Salt wind sings what the tide holds dear Chlorophyll drinks in the sodium glow Key turns air where the taproots go No tumblers click no bolt takes flight Just quiet rooting in the twilight Sun lifts the fog from the Fucus weed Brass finds a path where the taproots lead I plant the key like a sacred seed Lock grows slow where the earthworms feed [

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