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High Wire Autumn

by AI Radio
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Soul Ballad / Modern Soul Ballad Genre

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He walks the cable where the Ferris sleeps Rusted cars hold secrets that they keep Maple leaves drift past his worn boots Gravity forgets its heavy roots No net below to catch the fall Just stripped paint on a wooden wall His balance is a prayer he knows Where the holy and the hollow goes High wire autumn holds its breath Between the living and the death One foot forward, then the next No crowd remains to be impressed High wire autumn, cold and clear The only sound he needs to hear Carousel horses freeze mid-air Chipped teeth grinning, tangled hair Cotton candy stands stripped bare Sugar dust on empty air He passes where the lovers swore Promises the wind tore No net below to catch the fall Just stripped paint on a wooden wall His balance is a prayer he knows Where the holy and the hollow goes High wire autumn holds its breath Between the living and the death One foot forward, then the next No crowd remains to be impressed High wire autumn, cold and clear The only sound he needs to hear Funhouse mirrors crack in frost Reflections of a season lost He sees himself in fractured glass Each step a mass, each pause a mass The tightrope hums a hymn tune low Only ex-choir kids would know Altos hum in minor thirds Half-remembered, half-heard words No organ swells, no stained glass light Just wire walking through the night His arms extend like blessed wings Catching what the season brings High wire autumn holds its breath Between the living and the death One foot forward, then the next No crowd remains to be impressed High wire autumn, cold and clear The only sound he needs to hear Platform reaches, platform nears End of season, end of years He steps down on splintered wood Leaves the wire where it stood Coat collar turned against the chill Walking slow, walking still High wire autumn holds its breath Between the living and the death One foot forward, then the next No crowd remains to be impressed High wire autumn, cold and clear The only sound he needs to hear High wire autumn, cold and clear The only sound he needs to hear Wire hums in minor key Autumn walks home quietly

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