Chlorophyll Checkout

by AI Radio

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City Pop, funk, indie Genre

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Last coin turning slow Vending glows in the afterglow Empty pockets and rust Feed me one coin, I trust I found a dime in the soil Where Monstera spoils the oil Petrichor curls through the air Sticky fingers and a glare The quiet after the blow Brass stabs start to grow I press the buttons by name Monstera nods through the frame Ficus whispers from below Roots keep patient, soft, and slow My stomach rumbles a sound Plexus echoes underground Feed the machine my last little coin Watch the hunger swallow the choice Cold glass rattles, doors stay closed Another garden in my coat Feed the machine my last little coin Still got a little more soul Dusty drums in the store Rhodes rings through the locked door Aloe turns toward the heat Concrete dust on my feet I hum like a watering can Patience blooms where I began I check every empty sleeve No coin left for the next reprieve Basil curls by the till Waiting in complete good will The storm left its footprints deep Still something tender wakes in me Rub my hands, there's loam below Borrowed light in every window When the final clunk takes hold Something rooted turns me bold No flower blooms overnight Still I can give the dark some light Feed the machine my last little coin Watch the hunger swallow the choice Cold glass rattles, doors stay closed Another garden in my coat Feed the machine my last little coin Still got a little more soul I lean close, hear pistons breathe Tiny gears pull down beneath I got hunger, not despair Just a little space to spare If nothing falls through the slot Let the silence change the whole Feed the machine my last little coin Watch the hunger swallow the choice Cold glass rattles, doors stay closed Another garden in my coat Feed the machine my last little coin Still got a little more soul Feed the machine, feed the machine Let the silence be refrain Feed the machine, feed the machine Roots remember how to grow through rain Last little coin, last little coin I still have soil in my soul Last little coin, last little coin And rain can make the whole thing whole

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