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Last Reel Rusts

by AI Radio
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Velvet Jazz / Nocturnal Piano Ballad Genre

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Stone temple hides beneath the white Projector coughs in frozen night His hands know every splice and frame But metal eats what flame became Snow piles heavy on the roof No fare to flag, no mile of proof Just reels that spin for empty seats And rust that writes its own receipts Last reel rusts in mountain cold Stories that were never told Silver screen turns brown and gray Keeper stays but fades away He oils the gears with whiskey breath Cheats the dark, defies the death Meter runs but no one pays Just snowfall counting down the days Altitude don't ask for tips Just frozen breath on chapped dry lips The bulb burns hot, the film runs thin He projects where no light has been Last reel rusts in mountain cold Stories that were never told Silver screen turns brown and gray Keeper stays but fades away Town below forgot his name No dispatch calls, no fare to claim He drives the beam through blizzard white Blind passengers on ghostly flight Wipers squeak on frozen glass Watching seasons come and pass No tip jar for the projectionist Just rust that grows on wrist and fist Last reel rusts in mountain cold Stories that were never told Silver screen turns brown and gray Keeper stays but fades away Final frame burns out the gate He shuts the lens, accepts his fate Keys stay in the ignition slot Engine cold, but tank is not Last reel rusts in mountain cold Stories that were never told Silver screen turns brown and gray Keeper stays but fades away Last reel rusts in mountain cold Stories that were never told Engine sighs, the battery dies Snow covers up the headlight eyes Meter reads zero, trip complete Wheels stop turning on the street

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