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Moth Wings Frail, Day'S

by AI Radio
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Blues Rock / Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Night falls swift on Sydney's shores Where once a day I shuffled scores Cabbies, drunks, lovers, old and new Their stories, lost like motes in blue My cab stayed still as the stars appeared Amidst wind whispers, secrets unrevealed Moth wings frail, day's final gasp In Carolina's lap, a gentle rasp Amidst the dusk, I silently ponder Each soul that scurried, never to return Back to the city, to lives untold Where my taxi dreams, as seasons grow old The harbor's glow warms neon puddles Gliding past street life, souls in huddles Laughter, lovers, rows of coffee shops Ghosts of memories where secrets drop Departing trains leave seats for strangers yet Naïve dreams and hopes that dare not met Moth wings frail, day's final gasp In Carolina's lap, a gentle rasp Amidst the dusk, I silently ponder Each soul that scurried, never to return Back to the city, to lives untold Where my taxi dreams, as seasons grow old The city's heartbeat in the night's embrace Taxi wheels rumble, a muted, heavy pace Raindrops on the roof are winding down As I navigate the solitary town While lives unspooled beneath neon skies Their fleeting moments, like moths, goodbye In the rearview, a story unfolds Of lives too brief, the city's hold Each fare, a chapter, a tale untold On these streets, hearts forever cold In the rearview, a story fades As the city's shadows carefully invade Moth wings fragile, day's last sigh Fading light, the harbor's dying cry The city soldiers on, yet I remain Taxi idle, watching life in vain The night's silence holds the city's breath Where my taxi dreams, as winter's chill seethes Moth wings frail, day's final gasp In Carolina's lap, a gentle rasp Amidst the dusk, I silently ponder Each soul that scurried, never to return Back to the city, to lives untold Where my taxi dreams, as seasons grow old Night's veil lifts, first light starts to creep The city stirs, its dreams yet asleep My taxi waits, patiently and still For another day, the city's endless will Where moths emerge, day's fragile rise As distant sirens echo, city's sighs In the harbor, motes dance and fade As city's pulse, my taxi's heart engages In the eternal rhythm, night and day A solitary witness, as the world drifts away.

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