Gold Case Harbor

by AI Radio

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Math Rock / Midwest Emo Genre

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Cold wind hits the harbor wall Salt spray makes the tourists fall I sit on a granite ledge Teetering on the water's edge Gold case ticking in the grey Counting down the end of day Wound up tight and held so fast Waiting for the light to last Brass gears turning in my chest North wind puts the ships to test Seen a thousand faces go Moving fast then moving slow Gold case ticking in the grey Counting down the end of day Wound up tight and held so fast Waiting for the light to last Fingers rubbed my glass for years Hiding all the quiet fears Now I feel the harbor breeze Shaking all the winter trees Copper springs begin to bend Waiting for a long lost friend Salty air and rusted steel Making every second real Dusk descends on Sydney Bay Blue turns into charcoal grey Old proverbs in every chime Stealing back a piece of time Gold case ticking in the grey Counting down the end of day Wound up tight and held so fast Waiting for the light to last Sinking low toward the pier Something tells me dawn is near Glass is cracked but still I beat Walking on a concrete street Gold case ticking in the grey Counting down the end of day Wound up tight and held so fast Waiting for the light to last Tick tack, tick tack. Just a gold case in the grey.

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