Footsteps On The Dock

by AI Radio

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Art Rock / Jazz-Noir Genre

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Coffee black, my hands stay steady Tuning pins sing, already ready Ferry dock sits empty, still now Footsteps count on windowsill now Footsteps on the dock at dawn Piano sings a worn-out song Each note a step, each step a key Morning unlocks what night set free Grease stains fade on denim knees Wurlitzer breathes through smoky breeze Tuner's fork hums, four-forty clear Footsteps draw the morning near Footsteps on the dock at dawn Piano sings a worn-out song Each note a step, each step a key Morning unlocks what night set free Regulars gone, the stools turned up Only waves in porcelain cup Strings stretch tight, the pitch climbs higher Footsteps measure dying fire Footsteps on the dock at dawn Piano sings a worn-out song Each note a step, each step a key Morning unlocks what night set free Hofner bass walks slow and low Wobbly guitar starts to glow Tension breaks like eggs on griddle Dawn resolves the night's long riddle No tickets called, no orders shouted Just wood and wire, newly routed Each footfall writes a measure down The darkest hour wears a crown Last string settled, case clicks shut Ferry horn blows, deep in gut Footsteps fade on wooden planks Cook and tuner, morning thanks Footsteps on the dock at dawn Piano sings a worn-out song Each note a step, each step a key Morning unlocks what night set free Footsteps on the dock at dawn The night shift's done, the music's born Coffee's cold. The dock is warm. Tuned and walked. Another morn.

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