Leather Gloves On Veranda Rail

by AI Radio

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Soul Ballad / Modern Soul Ballad Genre

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I drove the night from Amarillo Coffee cold and pillow hollow Meter reads a story told Santa Fe wears winter gold Sun climbs high on adobe walls Dust settles in the empty halls Gloves rest where the railing curves Desert breath preserves their nerves Leather gloves on veranda rail Santa Fe sun burns slow and pale Two hands warmed by fading light Hold the night, hold the night You asked the fare, I gave a grin Miles fold the state we're in Boots kicked up on splintered wood Desert sings where highways stood Sun climbs high on adobe walls Dust settles in the empty halls Gloves rest where the railing curves Desert breath preserves their nerves Leather gloves on veranda rail Santa Fe sun burns slow and pale Two hands warmed by fading light Hold the night, hold the night Radio plays a mariachi tune Cooling down the afternoon Farewell tips in a paper cup Dreams awake when engines stop Leather gloves on veranda rail Santa Fe sun burns slow and pale Two hands warmed by fading light Hold the night, hold the night Threadbare cuffs on weathered hide Maps of roads we never tried Stitching holds the stories deep Promises the desert keeps Leather gloves on veranda rail Santa Fe sun burns slow and pale Two hands warmed by fading light Hold the night, hold the night Wheel turns home on twenty-five Gloves stay here, still alive Rearview catches copper gleam Veranda wakes a shared dream Leather gloves on veranda rail Santa Fe sun burns slow and pale Two hands warmed by fading light Hold the night, hold the night Gloves remain when we are gone Engine cools on Santa Fe street Leather gloves keep warming heat

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