Folded Sky

by AI Radio

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Soul Ballad, hushed close-mic mature male deep baritone Genre

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Notebook sheet torn clean at noon Thumb and forefinger press the fold Crayon lines trace round the moon Sharp crease sings like hymns of old Folded sky takes flight tonight Wingtip kisses gravel white Two voices lift the same refrain Paper climbs and falls again Porch light flickers, moths assemble Bicycle leans on kickstand rust Screen door slaps, a distant tremble Knee scrape stings from afternoon thrust Folded sky takes flight tonight Wingtip kisses gravel white Two voices lift the same refrain Paper climbs and falls again Firefly jar on windowsill Breath held tight in cupped palm space Lid punched holes for air until Release sends it chasing grace Folded sky takes flight tonight Wingtip kisses gravel white Two voices lift the same refrain Paper climbs and falls again Tire tracks score the driveway deep Where rubber meets the dust to sleep Tomorrow brings another sheet Another launch, another beat Fingertips smooth the crumpled wing Launch once more at purple hour Count each crease like counting hymn Watch it climb on borrowed power Folded sky takes flight tonight Wingtip kisses gravel white Two voices lift the same refrain Paper climbs and falls again Paper climbs and falls again One more fold. One more sky. Gravel catches, we both fly

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