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Macau Stone

by AI Radio
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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Dust motes dance in neon glow, Cobbles whisper stories low. Rain slicked streets, a silver sheen, Macau dreams, a fading scene. Old man Li, he drives all night, Past casinos bathed in pale light. Each cracked mosaic, a memory held, Of fortunes won, and stories spelled. He knows each stone, each shadowed face, A silent witness to time and place. Macau stone, beneath the gleam, Lost empires in a waking dream. A fragile beauty, fading fast, Echoes linger from the past. Macau stone, a whispered plea, Remember what used to be. A sailor's coin, a gambler's sigh, Reflected in a passing eye. The scent of jasmine, sweet and strange, Mingling with the constant change. He picks up fares, a fleeting glance, Lost souls caught in a hopeful trance. Macau stone, beneath the gleam, Lost empires in a waking dream. A fragile beauty, fading fast, Echoes linger from the past. Macau stone, a whispered plea, Remember what used to be. He sees the lovers, hand in hand, Lost in a world they understand. The tourists come, they stare and roam, But never truly feel at home. He knows the rhythm, slow and deep, Secrets that the city keeps. Macau stone, beneath the gleam, Lost empires in a waking dream. A fragile beauty, fading fast, Echoes linger from the past. Macau stone, a whispered plea, Remember what used to be. The wind it moans a lonely sound, As buildings rise from hallowed ground. Progress marches, cold and bold, Leaving stories untold. But beneath the concrete, smooth and grey, The ancient stones still hold their sway. A faded photograph, a scent of tea, Ghosts of laughter follow he. He stops his cab, a moment still, A silent prayer upon the hill. He sees the faces, come and gone, Macau's song plays softly on. Macau stone, beneath the gleam, Lost empires in a waking dream. A fragile beauty, fading fast, Echoes linger from the past. Macau stone, a whispered plea, Remember what used to be. Cobbles whisper, soft and low, As neon shadows come and go. Macau sleeps, a fragile grace, Lost in time and space. Macau sleeps… stone by stone.

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