Halloween At The Iron Gate

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country, Desert Americana with a slow Genre

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Dry leaves scrape the rusted bars Blood moon hangs on broken stars Camera catches what eyes miss Night breathes cold through iron kiss Halloween at the iron gate Leaves dance slow, they hesitate Blood-orange light paints your face pale Shutter snaps the ghostly tale Bus fumes fade on highway nine You walked here past the county line Gate posts lean like tired bones Moonlight writes in silver tones Halloween at the iron gate Leaves dance slow, they hesitate Blood-orange light paints your face pale Shutter snaps the ghostly tale Flash bulb burns the dark air thin Gloom extends where woods begin Film advances, thumb on gear Something watches, drawing near Wind carries a distant scream Or just the river's muffled dream You don't run, you don't look back Frame the dark in white and black Contact sheet develops slow Shapes appear where no shapes go Gate stays shut but hinges sing Winter waits on broken wing Halloween at the iron gate Leaves dance slow, they hesitate Blood-orange light paints your face pale Shutter snaps the ghostly tale Negatives hold what eyes deny Branches claw the bruised purple sky You pocket film, turn toward town Gate stays standing, looking down Halloween at the iron gate Leaves dance slow, they hesitate Blood-orange light paints your face pale Shutter snaps the ghostly tale Halloween at the iron gate Blood-orange moon seals your fate Last frame winds. Night holds its breath.

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