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Flour On The Rails

by AI Radio
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Alternative Metal, Nu-Metal Revival Genre

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Clock strikes three on the depot tower face I roll dough where the diesel engines pace Yeast rises slow in the cooling night air Salt and rye dust coat my callused hands there [Pre- Oven glows red like a signal lantern bright Tracks hum low with a distant freight train might Steam lifts soft where the warm loaves meet the cold Stories baked in the crust before they're sold Flour on the rails, dusting ties and stone Midnight kneads the dark, I work alone Crust turns gold where the halogen lamps pale Flour on the rails, rising through the veil Coupler clanks like a kitchen timer ring Freight cars groan with the weight of what they bring I punch the dough down, let the gluten rest Watch the fog swallow up the iron crest [Pre- Oven glows red like a signal lantern bright Tracks hum low with a distant freight train might Steam lifts soft where the warm loaves meet the cold Stories baked in the crust before they're sold Flour on the rails, dusting ties and stone Midnight kneads the dark, I work alone Crust turns gold where the halogen lamps pale Flour on the rails, rising through the veil Radio crackles with a dispatcher's code Ten-minute warning on the heavy load Peel the loaves, set them on the wooden peel Smell of rye and soot makes the night feel real Hands know the rhythm, road knows the wheel Ferment and fire, iron and steel No passenger waits for this morning train Just bread for the workers breaking the chain Flour on the rails, dusting ties and stone Midnight kneads the dark, I work alone Crust turns gold where the halogen lamps pale Flour on the rails, rising through the veil Shift whistle blows, dawn cracks the horizon line Crates stacked high for the breakfast dining line Wipe the flour from the apron, call it done Another night baked before the rising sun Flour on the rails, dusting ties and stone Midnight kneads the dark, I work alone Crust turns gold where the halogen lamps pale Flour on the rails, rising through the veil Fog lifts slow, the yard wakes up to light Flour on the rails, fading into white

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