Buffing The White

by AI Radio

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Slowcore / Acoustic Minimalist Genre

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You hold the leather in your hand Cold as the winter in the land Prunus avium sleeps in snow Watching the amber lantern glow Rub the grain until it gleams Waking the orchard from its dreams Polished brown and winter white Turning the dusk into the light You brush the salt from every seam Following a slow and steady stream The Malus roots are deep and still Hiding beneath the frozen hill Rub the grain until it gleams Waking the orchard from its dreams Polished brown and winter white Turning the dusk into the light Your fingers move in rhythmic time Steady as a slow and steady climb The leather warms beneath your palm Bringing the winter garden calm Rub the grain until it gleams Waking the orchard from its dreams Polished brown and winter white Turning the dusk into the light Sift through the peat and heavy clay Wait for the coming of the May One steady stroke to clear the haze Lost in the winter's silver maze The scent of tannin fills the air A quiet kind of patient care The branches bend beneath the weight Opening up the garden gate Rub the grain until it gleams Waking the orchard from its dreams Polished brown and winter white Turning the dusk into the light Buffing the white Buffing the white The leather glows The winter goes

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