Oh, The Ghosts Of

by AI Radio

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Classic Funk / 70s Groove Machine Genre

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In a yard behind the shop A world forgotten, dust dropped Every edge, a worn enamel stripe Lights long cold, a neon shrive Oh, the ghosts of nightlife dance Rusted signs in disarray prance Disco dust, the secrets kept In this yard, the wild sparks leapt Tapes of tunes, half-used reels Rhythms stuck, voltage seals Glowing lines, a circuit map Cumulative history wrapped Oh, the ghosts of nightlife dance Rusted signs in disarray prance Disco dust, the secrets kept In this yard, the wild sparks leapt Quick pulses, staccato shine Funky hits, a syncopated line Spotlights dark, a stage gone cold Mirrored balls that never told Echoes of a distant beat Volume low, as if asleep Oh, the ghosts of nightlife dance Rusted signs in disarray prance Disco dust, the secrets kept In this yard, the wild sparks leapt Phone booths, now empty shells Love notes tucked behind the bells A minute mined, a coin dropped fine Faded now, a love sign Oh, the ghosts of nightlife dance Rusted signs in disarray prance Disco dust, the secrets kept In this yard, the wild sparks leapt The yard remains, the story told Disco dust, the legends hold

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