I Am The Boat

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / 90s Atmospheric Downtempo Genre

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My cedar ribs are dry and grey I drift where ancient shadows play Between the cafes and the stone A wooden ghost who sails alone I trace the curve of Roman street Where morning air and granite meet No salt or spray to wet my beam I glide inside a waking scheme I am the boat on a stone sea Waiting for the light to set me free Sailing slow through the velvet blue Tracing lines that are old and true The Hedera climbs the yellow wall I watch the early dew drops fall A botanist would know my grain The patience of the summer rain I am the boat on a stone sea Waiting for the light to set me free Sailing slow through the velvet blue Tracing lines that are old and true Syllables of soil and deep red clay Patiently I wait for break of day My heavy hull is out of place In this wide and open marble space The scent of roast and bitter bean Wakes the city in a golden sheen I slide past doors of painted green The strangest sight they've ever seen The Latin names of moss and weed Are all the maps a sailor needs I root my soul in Roman ground Where a quiet rhythm can be found I am the boat on a stone sea Waiting for the light to set me free Sailing slow through the velvet blue Tracing lines that are old and true Slow tide on the stone I sail on alone Just a wooden ghost To the city coast

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