Desert Arc Light Burns Clean And True

by AI Radio

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Melodic Hip-Hop, Clean Studio Hip-Hop, soulful Genre

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Blue denim frayed at the cuff and knee Welding hood hung on a mesquite tree Sweat cuts trails through the grime on his cheek Motel sign flickers, buzzing weak Santa Fe glows fifty miles south [Pre- Arc strikes bright in the fading day Metal sings as the sparks fly away He watches puddles of molten steel Cool to beads on the hardened heel Desert arc light burns clean and true Night swallows heat, the sky turns blue No lamp to trim, no log to keep Just the weld and the calm and deep Road unwinds where the tires hum Home is wherever the morning comes Wurlitzer chords drift from the room next door Warm and round on the planked porch floor Hofner thumps slow, a steady beat Sandals kicked off, dust on his feet Stars prick holes in the velvet black [Pre- Torch tip dances, the joint flows sweet Copper wire and the bronze complete He builds what the blueprint swore would hold Strong as the lanterns he blessed of old Desert arc light burns clean and true Night swallows heat, the sky turns blue No lamp to trim, no log to keep Just the weld and the calm and deep Road unwinds where the tires hum Home is wherever the morning comes Morning coffee in a chipped enamel cup Horizon bleeds as the sun comes up Gauges packed, the truck bed loaded down Two-toned paint on the county brown Mesa shadows stretch long and thin Keeper's hands know the weight of glass Fresnel lens and the brass and brass Now he reads the bead and the penetration No foghorn blast, just vibration Steel remembers the fire's kiss Solid state in a world of mist Desert arc light burns clean and true Night swallows heat, the sky turns blue No lamp to trim, no log to keep Just the weld and the calm and deep Road unwinds where the tires hum Home is wherever the morning comes Interstate cuts the piñon plain Radio plays a Waylon refrain Rearview catches the motel sign One more joint, one more line He drives where the light holds steady Desert arc light burns clean and true Night swallows heat, the sky turns blue No lamp to trim, no log to keep Just the weld and the calm and deep Road unwinds where the tires hum Home is wherever the morning comes Guitar fades on the last high note Bass walks out on a dusty road

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