Headlamp On The Hull

by AI Radio

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Desert Rock / Modern Heavy Groove Rock Genre

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The bay door locks for graveyard shift The air pumps down a heavy gift One cyclist rolls on titanium rims No meter runs on pressure limbs Headlamp cuts the hangar dark Single beam a steady spark Pedaling the vacuum floor No dispatch calls for anymore I know the grind of empty miles Chasing fares through suburban smiles But here the mileage counts in breath No radio but life and death Headlamp cuts the hangar dark Single beam a steady spark Pedaling the vacuum floor No dispatch calls for anymore Visor reflects the sodium glare Oxygen gauge says handle with care Chain rings sing a quiet song Where gravity don't belong No tip jar waiting at the door Just silence pressing on the floor He rides the rim where shadows loom And brings the light to dispel the gloom Old hands know every pothole trick But space don't offer asphalt kick You pedal hard to keep the heat Or freeze solid in your seat Headlamp cuts the hangar dark Single beam a steady spark Pedaling the vacuum floor No dispatch calls for anymore Shift ends when the bulkhead opens wide The cyclist docks the quiet ride Meter drops the job is done Another orbit around the sun Headlamp cuts the hangar dark Single beam a steady spark Pedaling the vacuum floor No dispatch calls for anymore Headlamp fades on titanium Night shift over morning comes Meter reads zero engine cold Story of the night retold

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