Fog Rolls In, Shifts The Tide

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock / Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Morning whistle, cold coffee steam First boot falls like a heavy dream Rivets pop in the grey dawn light Cable holds him, cables tight Fog rolls in, shifts the tide Boots hit steel, nowhere to hide Salt eats wire, salt eats bone Bay claims all who walk alone Lunch pail dented, thermos stained Knees crack loud when it starts to rain He checks the tension, wipes the grease Thinks the fog brings him some peace Fog rolls in, shifts the tide Boots hit steel, nowhere to hide Salt eats wire, salt eats bone Bay claims all who walk alone Orange bloom on the anchor plate Spreads slow beneath the worker's weight He don't notice, he don't see The rust is walking inside me Fog rolls in, shifts the tide Boots hit steel, nowhere to hide Salt eats wire, salt eats bone Bay claims all who walk alone Alcatraz light sweeps the span Ghost prison, ghost man Tide don't ask, tide don't beg Just pulls the rust from bolt and leg Shift bell rings, the sun goes red He coils the rope, nods his head Wire hums low, a tired song We both know we won't last long Fog rolls in, shifts the tide Boots hit steel, nowhere to hide Salt eats wire, salt eats bone Bay claims all who walk alone Salt eats wire, salt eats bone Bay claims all who walk alone Coffee's cold. Grill's off. Walk home. Salt wire stands. Salt wire waits.

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