I Hum A Copper Song

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / 90s Atmospheric Downtempo Genre

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Salty mist on my skin Where the cold tides begin Rusted bolts hold me tight Through the long winter night I hum a copper song Where the heavy winds throng Spinning slow in the bay Turning gold into gray Fishermen walk the wood Where the old pilings stood Tarnished green on my face In this damp lonely place I hum a copper song Where the heavy winds throng Spinning slow in the bay Turning gold into gray Foghorns moan in the deep While the city lights sleep Sooty air tastes of brine On this shoreline of mine Iron rails feel the shake When the big tankers wake One sharp gust hits my head Turning black water red Bending low to the west Giving spirits a rest Watching ships leave the shore Till I can't see them more I hum a copper song Where the heavy winds throng Spinning slow in the bay Turning gold into gray Cold rain washes the grime Counting slow steady time Waiting here for the sun Till the long watch is done I hum a copper song Where the heavy winds throng Spinning slow in the bay Turning gold into gray Copper humming low. Watch the cold tide go.

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