Brick Hound

by AI Radio

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Math Rock / Midwest Emo Genre

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Morning cracks on Beacon Hill brick Hound nose presses cold to worn nick Altos hum where gas lamps flicker low Footfalls trace where shadows used to go Paw prints press the mortar seams Autumn folds its amber dreams Two voices rise from single throat Hymn and howl on same soft note Brick hound runs where choir sound Paving stones return the round Light leans long on russet fur Psalm and bay begin to blur Charles River wind cuts through the pins Hound ears catch the violin's thin Soprano breath from balcony above Drops like acorns, drops like love Paw prints press the mortar seams Autumn folds its amber dreams Two voices rise from single throat Hymn and howl on same soft note Brick hound runs where choir sound Paving stones return the round Light leans long on russet fur Psalm and bay begin to blur No collar tags, no parish roll Just paws that know the shepherd's scroll Nose tracks scent of wax and pine Where tenor lines and fault lines twine Splash cymbal crashes like a bell Telecaster tears the citadel Voice cracks open, raw and true Altos sing what tenors knew Brick hound runs where choir sound Paving stones return the round Light leans long on russet fur Psalm and bay begin to blur Dusk paints copper on the corner store Hound rests flank on sacred floor Two breaths sync in cooling air Hallelujah hums where light leaves bare Brick hound runs where choir sound Paving stones return the round Light leans long on russet fur Psalm and bay begin to blur Brick hound stays where choir sound Telecaster fades on maple air Bass walks home down copper stair

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