Iron Summer Holds Its Ground

by AI Radio

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Jazz, Blues, Ballad Genre

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You climb the spiral iron stairs Salt crusts the bolts in rusted pairs The lens sweeps slow across the bay Gulls cry where kelp forests sway [Pre- Oil lamp gutters in your palm Hymnal pages wired calm Alto breath you used to know Rises where the west winds blow Iron summer holds its ground Fire escape sings without sound You unravel stitch by stitch Dusk becomes your only rich Peeling paint curls like old Psalms Brass fittings warm in evening palms The tide writes script on wet gray stone You trace the lines you've always known [Pre- Oil lamp gutters in your palm Hymnal pages wired calm Alto breath you used to know Rises where the west winds blow Iron summer holds its ground Fire escape sings without sound You unravel stitch by stitch Dusk becomes your only rich Choir robes folded in the trunk Candle wax on pew wood sunk Your voice still shapes the vowel sounds Though no congregation surrounds The light keeps turning blind and faithful Steel groans beneath each step so graceful No audience for this unwinding Just iron salt and summer binding Iron summer holds its ground Fire escape sings without sound You unravel stitch by stitch Dusk becomes your only rich Last beam sweeps past the corroded rail You exhale notes that never fail The keepers log stays blank tonight Only music measures light Iron summer holds its ground Fire escape sings without sound You unravel stitch by stitch Dusk becomes your only rich Altos hum where paint has peeled Every note a wound half-healed Piano exhales brass rests Summer dusk claims what remains

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