Leather Waits

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock / Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Cracked leather rests on the control panel Salt air still clings to the worn flannel Attract mode pulses like a harbor lantern Synth chords rise through the smoke like a pattern I watched the beam sweep thirty cold winters Now I watch high scores flicker like splinters Leather waits where the cabinet hums Leather waits while the quarter drum strums Keeper's hands know the storm and the calm Arcade lights rise like a false dawn psalm Joystick groans like a rusted winch handle Button press sings in the midnight channel CRT glow paints the glass like a candle Pixel ghosts drift on the phosphor panel Log book entries fade to high score initials Three letters burn where the barnacles bristle Leather waits where the cabinet hums Leather waits while the quarter drum strums Keeper's hands know the storm and the calm Arcade lights rise like a false dawn psalm Token slides down the throat of the machine Brass stab cuts through the sidechain compression Slide guitar cries where the marquee has been Pump organ breathes its mechanical confession Tide turns slow in this basement ocean Gloves hold the shape of a lost possession Leather waits where the cabinet hums Leather waits while the quarter drum strums Keeper's hands know the storm and the calm Arcade lights rise like a false dawn psalm Harmonica wails like a foghorn at midnight Resonator slides through the gated reverb wide Two voices braid where the kick drum hits tight Leather and light on the same turning tide Dawn creeps in through the service door cracks Attract mode loops on the final credit Gloves still warm from the night's attacks High score table holds what the sea won't forget Keeper walks out where the gulls cry overhead Leather stays waiting where the synth chords spread Leather waits where the cabinet hums Leather waits while the quarter drum strums Keeper's hands know the storm and the calm Arcade lights rise like a false dawn psalm Leather waits, leather waits, through the night Leather waits for the morning light Neon tide rolls out slow Gloves hold the shape of the glow

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