Brass On The Mesa

by AI Radio

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Indie Pop, Bright Shimmering Indie Genre

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Camera strap cuts deep in skin Bus fumes taste like bitter tin Watch found in a pawn shop bin Second hand is wearing thin Gold face catches fire light Drifting past the canyon height Time don't live here anymore Just the wind and open door Shutter clicks on red rock face Dust cakes on the leather case Minutes fall like erased space Slow drift in this quiet place Gold face catches fire light Drifting past the canyon height Time don't live here anymore Just the wind and open door Left the station left the phone Miles of wire miles of stone Watch ticks heavy on my thigh Counting miles not asking why Sun bleaches all the numbers clean Twelve to three a gap between I don't need the hours back Just the light on the metal track Viewfinder frames the floating hands Noon burns bright on shifting sands Click the moment stays right here All the noise and all the fear Gold face catches fire light Drifting past the canyon height Time don't live here anymore Just the wind and open door Pocket warm from desert kiss Time moves slow not gone not missed Strap the camera hit the road Watch the mesa drop its load Gold face catches fire light Drifting past the canyon height Time don't live here anymore Just the wind and open door Gold face catches fire light Drifting past the canyon height Wind and open door

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