Gold In The Grey

by AI Radio

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Stoner Rock / Psychedelic Desert Fuzz Genre

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Cold air bites the cobblestone Walking through the street alone Brass case catches winter glare Frozen static in the air Gold in the grey, spinning fast Holding on to things that last Watch the ticking, feel the heat Burning holes into the street Silver lens and shutter snap Falling in a heavy trap Glass reflects a jagged line Cutting through the frozen brine Gold in the grey, spinning fast Holding on to things that last Watch the ticking, feel the heat Burning holes into the street Winter breath is thick and white Searching for a single light Heavy gears begin to grind Leaving every ghost behind Metal skin and rusted spring Hear the heavy hammer ring Pressure builds inside the chest Running till the heart can rest Buses hum a low refrain Washing out the winter stain Numbers jump and needles slide Nowhere left for them to hide Gold in the grey, spinning fast Holding on to things that last Watch the ticking, feel the heat Burning holes into the street Copper glow against the wall Waiting for the night to fall One last frame to keep the view Painting everything in blue Gold in the grey, spinning fast Holding on to things that last Watch the ticking, feel the heat Burning holes into the street Tick tock, gold in the grey Tick tock, fade away

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