Crimson Leaves On The

by AI Radio

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Dark Folk / Appalachian Gothic Genre

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Old cedar planks under grey skies Where the cold mountain wind will rise Red maples bleed on the temple floor Opening a heavy wooden door Crimson leaves on the wooden bridge Drifting down from the mountain ridge Spinning slow in the autumn air Painting colors everywhere Bells ring out from the hidden shrine Tracing a thin and silver line The river runs with a steady beat Cold water washing tired feet Crimson leaves on the wooden bridge Drifting down from the mountain ridge Spinning slow in the autumn air Painting colors everywhere Kongo peak wears a crown of white Hiding the sun from the morning light A single bird flies across the blue Bringing a feeling sharp and new Crimson leaves on the wooden bridge Drifting down from the mountain ridge Spinning slow in the autumn air Painting colors everywhere Ancient stones keep the secret path Safe from the winter's coming wrath Orange sparks on a forest green The brightest sight that they have seen Step by step on the weathered grain Waiting for the coming rain Hold the breath till the colors blur Until the sleeping spirits stir Prayer beads click in a steady row Watching the scarlet river flow The temple stands in a quiet glow While the heavy northern breezes blow Crimson leaves on the wooden bridge Drifting down from the mountain ridge Spinning slow in the autumn air Painting colors everywhere Crimson gold on the river bed Where the mountain colors spread

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