Oven Alley

by AI Radio

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Slowcore / Acoustic Minimalist Genre

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Shadows stretch, streetlamps bloom Lemon scent on dusty gloom Firelight spills from a cracked-open door Whispering tales of days before Flour dust swirls, a hungry moon Rising dough in a silent room Oven Alley, secrets rise In the steam that fills my eyes Salty air, a burning brand Golden bread in hungry hands Cobblestones whisper, worn and gray Footprints fade with the dying day Busker's song, a mournful plea Lost in echoes, barely heard, you see Oven Alley, secrets rise In the steam that fills my eyes Salty air, a burning brand Golden bread in hungry hands Flickering gaslight paints the scene Teenage dreams, bittersweet and keen Laughter echoes, a stolen kiss Innocence clinging, a moment to miss Oven Alley, secrets rise In the steam that fills my eyes Salty air, a burning brand Golden bread in hungry hands Wind whispers through ancient walls Stories unfold, a magic that calls Time stands still, in this fleeting space A memory lingers, a bittersweet embrace The scent of wood fire, a warm embrace A flickering flame in a forgotten place A glimpse of paradise, a dream untold Oven Alley, secrets unfold Oven Alley, secrets rise In the steam that fills my eyes Salty air, a burning brand Golden bread in hungry hands Oven Alley, secrets rise In the steam that fills my eyes Salty air, a burning brand Golden bread in hungry hands

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