Copper And Clay

by AI Radio

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Stoner Rock / Psychedelic Desert Fuzz Genre

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I plant the seeds in heavy loam This river bank is now my home I watch the *Sedge* begin to grow Where the muddy waters flow He stands beneath the iron beam A frozen ghost inside a dream His pliers grip a rusted wire Cold as ice and stripped of fire Oh he is turning red like ore Waiting on a distant shore Heavy metal in the gray Turning into copper clay I prune the *Hedera* vine While the river salts align He doesn't move or speak a word Only the water's rush is heard Oh he is turning red like ore Waiting on a distant shore Heavy metal in the gray Turning into copper clay The mist is thick upon the stream A steady hum a steady gleam I feel the minerals in the air A weathered man a silent prayer His leather boots are soaked in brine A broken link in a long line The oxidizing skin is deep While the willow branches weep I tell the *Ferns* to hold their place I see the rust upon his face He is a root that cannot fly Beneath a heavy velvet sky Oh he is turning red like ore Waiting on a distant shore Heavy metal in the gray Turning into copper clay Sinking in the clay. Copper and the clay. Just copper and clay.

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