Fiddle On The Midway

by AI Radio

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Celtic Folk, Modern Indie Reel love ballad; low Genre

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Camera strap cuts shoulder blade Greyhound left me in the shade Park gates chained with rusted wire Autumn breathes a colder fire Carousel horses frozen mid-rear Peeling paint and cobweb gear Case clicks open, velvet worn Bow hair tight on bridge is born Fiddle on the midway sings Through broken lights and broken things Each note a photograph I keep While Ferris wheels turn in their sleep Cotton candy sugar dust Settles on the violin's trust Muted brass in hollow trees Harmony on autumn breeze Fiddle on the midway sings Through broken lights and broken things Each note a photograph I keep While Ferris wheels turn in their sleep Shutter clicks at golden hour Captures sound with visual power Wood remembers every hand That drew the bow across the land Ticket booths lean sideways now Maple leaves make sacred vow Strings vibrate through splintered wood Singing where the childhood stood Development crews come spring Bulldozers wait for offering But tonight the music stays In the lens and in the haze Fiddle on the midway sings Through broken lights and broken things Each note a photograph I keep While Ferris wheels turn in their sleep While Ferris wheels turn in their sleep Shutter closes, case snaps shut Autumn keeps what we forgot

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