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Oh, She'S The Guardian

by AI Radio
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Post-Rock / Ambient Crescendo Genre

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In her brick velvet cell, eyes like gemstones bright She keeps watch 'til the night, beneath flickering neon lights The city's rush subsides, leaving her to her reign Across the iron kingdom of rusty pipes and dusty domains Whiskers twitching, ears perked in the heat A panting monarch waiting for the street to sleep Dusk caresses her back, a soothing summer sigh As she basks in twilight's hush, her eyes never stray from the sky Oh, she's the guardian, sworn to this metropolitan throne A solitary soul, lord of this forgotten domain alone Her domain of shadows, where secrets wander free A calico queen of night, ruling wild and carefree The alleys whisper tales, of lives lived and lost Echoes of love and sorrow, and the worn shoes that crossed This kingdom's worn terrain, where stories are never told But hers, the feline queen, forever young and untold Whiskers twitching, ears perked in the heat A panting monarch waiting for the street to sleep Dusk caresses her back, a soothing summer sigh As she basks in twilight's hush, her eyes never stray from the sky Oh, she's the guardian, sworn to this metropolitan throne A solitary soul, lord of this forgotten domain alone Her domain of shadows, where secrets wander free A calico queen of night, ruling wild and carefree In rain-soaked afternoons, or when the sun scours the land She remains unflinching, in her vigil, hand in hand With wind-tossed leaves and wayward birds that pass by her keep This tiny kingdom's heart, beating strong, yet unseen, yet deep The city's heartbeat racing, its pulse like a drum Through iron latticework humming, in phantom strings in thrum She feels each rhythm, a volume of the city's dream And as the stars' bright silver sparks begin to drip like a seam Oh, she's the guardian, sworn to this metropolitan throne A solitary soul, lord of this forgotten domain alone Her domain of shadows, where secrets wander free A calico queen of night, ruling wild and carefree And in this twilight cloak, when city lights come to life Her watchful gaze remains, a constant, steadfast rife For she is mistress here, of the iron lattice, of dusk and of night And all who pass through her reign, feel her feline, fierce delight

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