Light Through Cracks Paints

by AI Radio

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Indie Pop / Bright Shimmering Indie Genre

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Salt on the lens rust on the reel Tide charts folded made of steel Now I watch the sprouts climb high Where the beam once cut the sky Fog used to swallow the lantern whole Now condensation claims the glass bowl Each frame a wave on a leafy shore I crank the handle not the rope anymore Light through cracks paints the leaves in silver glow Old film breathing on the tomato row Projector hums where the tide once roared Greenhouse holds what the sea left stored Sprocket teeth catch the perforated edge Tomato vines climb the window ledge Reel spins slow in the humid air Salt crystals bloom on the projector's hair Fog used to swallow the lantern whole Now condensation claims the glass bowl Each frame a wave on a leafy shore I crank the handle not the rope anymore Light through cracks paints the leaves in silver glow Old film breathing on the tomato row Projector hums where the tide once roared Greenhouse holds what the sea left stored I trimmed the wick at three a.m. I thread the gate and check the gem Storms would shake the tower floor Now the heater hums a low drone roar Cracked pane sings when the nor'easter blows Film burns bright where the kelp once grows Two keepers watching different lights Same salt blood in our weary eyes Light through cracks paints the leaves in silver glow Old film breathing on the tomato row Projector hums where the tide once roared Greenhouse holds what the sea left stored Tomatoes ripen on the silver screen Salt and celluloid odd machine We keep the dark we feed the glow Light through cracks is all we know Light through cracks paints the leaves in silver glow Old film breathing on the tomato row Projector hums where the tide once roared Greenhouse holds what the sea left stored Projector hums where the tide once roared Greenhouse keeps what the sea left stored

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