Fogged Chain

by AI Radio

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Boom-Bap Soul / Dusty Vinyl Hip-Hop Genre

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Fog rolls thick past signal lights Swallows up the rail yard night A vintage frame leans crooked-wise Reflects the yard's unblinking eyes No rider left to steer it home Left standing where the switchmen roam Fogged chain don't turn no more Rust holds tight the metal core Rail yard fog keeps turning keys Locking up the memories Cook watches from the diner door Wipes a counter, checks the clock once more Sees the bike through fogged up panes Remembers how the rider came Short joke forms but dies unsaid Buried where the bacon's spread Fogged chain don't turn no more Rust holds tight the metal core Rail yard fog keeps turning keys Locking up the memories Whitewalls cracked on twenty-inch rims Basket bent from grocery runs Bell don't ring, the striker's gone Quiet as the morning dawn Frame still bears the maker's mark Schwinn badge dulled by soot and dark Fogged chain don't turn no more Rust holds tight the metal core Rail yard fog keeps turning keys Locking up the memories Morning shift will clear the yard Fog lifts slow, the day starts hard Couplers clang, the yard awakes Bike stands tall for morning's sake Chain might turn with WD-40 And a joke to start the day Fogged chain don't turn no more Rust holds tight the metal core Rail yard fog keeps turning keys Locking up the memories But grease and grit will set it free Fogged chain turns for you and me Steam rises from the coffee cup Day shift rings the diner up Wheels catch

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