Count The Footsteps Passing

by AI Radio

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Chamber Folk / Baroque Acoustic Genre

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Rusty metal on a wooden floor Leaning right against the attic door Waiting for the morning golden glare Catching all the light within the air Count the footsteps passing by the glass Watch the summer city colors pass Dripping slow in a steady little beat Looking down upon the busy street Orange paint is peeling off the rim Everything is looking grey and dim Until the sun hits the attic pane Waking up the garden from the rain Silver cans and old enamel bowls Filling up the quiet empty holes Watching every stranger walk the line Counting every second of the time Count the footsteps passing by the glass Watch the summer city colors pass Dripping slow in a steady little beat Looking down upon the busy street Check the focus on the polaroid Filling up a lonely little void Snap a picture of the yellow light Keep the morning vivid and bright Steel is cold but the morning is warm Waiting for the coming summer storm Copper wires and a broken radio Watching all the heavy traffic go Count the footsteps passing by the glass Watch the summer city colors pass Dripping slow in a steady little beat Looking down upon the busy street One more step. Just one more step. One, two, three.

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