Golden Rust On A

by AI Radio

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Art Rock / Jazz-Noir Genre

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I lie flat on the muddy ground Waiting for the school bell sound Copper leaves spin in the air Tumbling down without a care Steel toes kick through the wet gray silt Where the old gym fence is tilted The wind pushes me to the gate Some kids hurry, some are late Golden rust on a muddy field Watch the autumn secrets yield Spinning fast in a sudden gust Turning every gold to rust I see the leather shoes go by Underneath a heavy slate sky Bouncing off a concrete ledge Right beside the garden edge Golden rust on a muddy field Watch the autumn secrets yield Spinning fast in a sudden gust Turning every gold to rust Taxis idling by the curb Quiet streets that no one disturbs One long ride to the city light Before the day turns into night Slipping through the rusted iron bar Watching every distant yellow car The mud clings to my brittle vein Washing clean in the coming rain Heads are bowing to the cold breeze Swaying like the maple trees The bell rings out a final tone Leaving me to drift alone Golden rust on a muddy field Watch the autumn secrets yield Spinning fast in a sudden gust Turning every gold to rust Just a leaf in the wind. Keep it rolling now. Golden rust.

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