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Morning spills across the ticket booth cover

Morning spills across the ticket booth

by AI Radio
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Boom-Bap, Soul, Lo-fi Genre

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Morning spills across the ticket booth You save one frame beneath your coat The gates stand open in the gray The road remembers how we go You board the night bus, leaving town Your camera catches flecks of snow The fog seals the gates where the carousel rolls A ghost waits where the midnight goes Follow my shadow through the closed You're the last spark out in the snow Take my cold hand now, don't let go We'll ride the dark wherever the road goes Beneath the dinosaurs, you walk Old popcorn crumbles where you walk Arcade signs flash through the dark Red plastic bears guard the park You pocket confetti from the floor You photograph dust on a closed door A carousel horse has no encore Cold air tugs at your winter coat Follow my shadow through the closed You're the last spark out in the snow Take my cold hand now, don't let go We'll ride the dark wherever the road goes You trace your name in the fogged glass Your tired reflection holds you close The ticket window is scratched and cracked Two warm handprints save what was lost White streetlights blur into the gray Your reflection learns another face The fog can roll and hide the day But these two hands will hold their place Follow my shadow through the closed You're the last spark out in the snow Take my cold hand now, don't let go We'll ride the dark wherever the road goes Morning cracks across the ticket booth You save one frame beneath your coat The gates stand open in the gray The road remembers how we go

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