Orchard Toll Booth

by AI Radio

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Math Rock / Midwest Emo Genre

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You count coins where frost bites steel fingers Snow piles high on wooden sign lingers Meter clicks slow in dusk's blue hour No passengers wait, no engine power Toll booth stands where orchard roots run deep Keeper dreams while fruit trees sleep Headlights sweep past your quiet chair Snow falls soft on empty fare Radio crackles static through night Heater hums weak, barely gives light Logbook pages yellow at the edge No fares collected, no pledge Toll booth stands where orchard roots run deep Keeper dreams while fruit trees sleep Headlights sweep past your quiet chair Snow falls soft on empty fare You know each crack in pavement skin Where salt trucks scrape and plows begin Proverb etched in grease-stained palm Winter breaks but spring brings calm Branches heavy, bow to ground No voice speaks, no engine sound Just you and breath in cold air caught A moment bought, not sold or sought First star pricks the violet sky You stamp your boots, let out a sigh Coat collar turned against the bite Another shift ends in white night Toll booth stands where orchard roots run deep Keeper dreams while fruit trees sleep Headlights sweep past your quiet chair Snow falls soft on empty fare Dawn will crack the frozen gate New fares wait at morning's plate But now you rest where apples grew Snow covers all but tire tracks true Toll booth stands where orchard roots run deep Keeper dreams while fruit trees sleep Headlights sweep past your quiet chair Snow falls soft on empty fare Engine cools in pear tree shade Debt of night already paid Keys turn quiet in frozen glove

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