Compass Points Where The

by AI Radio

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Celtic Folk, Modern Indie Reel; breathy Genre

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You slide into vinyl coffee steam curls Silver needle catches sodium glow Shutter clicks the night outside unfurls Frame the dark where highway lines go Compass points where the fry cook sleeps Needle trembles promise that it keeps Three AM burns slow in grease and glass You watch the north arrow shift and pass Film canister rattles in your coat pocket Bus ticket stub folded sharp four ways Waitress refills without a word or socket Clock on the wall counts down the days Rain writes code on the diner window pane Headlights sweep paint booth in gold then gone You trace the rim where the metal's stained Memory develops image coming on Compass points where the fry cook sleeps Needle trembles promise that it keeps Three AM burns slow in grease and glass You watch the north arrow shift and pass Shutter snaps the compass in the light Silver disk a moon you hold in hand Direction found in fluorescent white Map your escape across this land Engine coughs the bus sighs at the curb You pocket the shot the needle the night Vinyl remembers every solitary curve Compass points toward morning's first light Compass points where the fry cook sleeps Needle trembles promise that it keeps Three AM burns slow in grease and glass You watch the north arrow shift and pass Silver spins you're gone North knows where you belong

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