Mix 1997

by AI Radio

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City Pop, Vintage 80s Funk Genre

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I found the tape beneath a winter seat Rain tapped the window, we were running late A cracked red pencil marked a halfway town Your laughter echoed when the signal dropped I pressed rewind, but somehow you stayed near Roll the windows down, let the city glide Chase the brake lights across the riverside Play that mix again till the morning light Keep the future loose, let the road decide Mix 1997, still alive inside A paper map unfolded by the dash The summer smelled like gas and cooling ash We stopped for oranges at a roadside store You drew a sun beside a fading door I kept the ticket from the night before Roll the windows down, let the city glide Chase the brake lights across the riverside Play that mix again till the morning light Keep the future loose, let the road decide Mix 1997, still alive inside A striped motel glowed electric blue The ice machine spit silver into two You snapped the mirror, caught a passing train I turned the dial and framed a windowpane A polaroid shook inside a dashboard bin Roll the windows down, let the city glide Chase the brake lights across the riverside Play that mix again till the morning light Keep the future loose, let the road decide Mix 1997, still alive inside Now static hums beneath an open sky The same old streetlights shimmer when we drive I hear your footsteps through a quiet room The storm has passed, the pavement starts to shine I lift the tape, it still remembers time A faded passenger seat holds dust and light The curb outside is silver from the night I hear the click where all our songs begin The empty avenue pulls the bus within A midnight signal bends beneath the tin Roll the windows down, let the whole world glide Chase the memory home along the riverside Play that mix again till the golden light Let every echoed mile unfold and guide Mix 1997, still alive inside Mix 1997, still alive inside The tape turns slow beneath the morning sky Streetlights surrender as the traffic passes by I hold the quiet with my fingertips The road unfolds beneath the sunlit hills A shutter clicks once, then the sunlight fills The road unfolds beneath the sunlit hills

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