Quarter Tides

by AI Radio

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Industrial Pop, Dark Wave Genre

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Diesel coughs at the pier's cold edge Joystick grease on my calloused hand Screen glow paints the steel wedge High score burns like an oil lamp brand Tug horn answers the attract demand Mooring lines snap in the sequencer beat Token clatter on the glass veneer Radar blips sync with the pixel fleet Choir breath holds when the boss draws near Anchor weighs when the game over appears Quarter tides pull me back again Harbor neon burns beneath the rain Sawtooth bass shakes the hull I'm in Falsetto hooks where the night begins Salt crust coats the marquee letters Moog oscillators drift through the hull Altos hum in digital fetters Baritone cracks when the quarters pull Deck plates vibrate with the sine wave lull Quarter tides pull me back again Harbor neon burns beneath the rain Sawtooth bass shakes the hull I'm in Falsetto hooks where the night begins No lifeboat needed for this dive No harbor master checks the high score screen Just cathode rays that feel alive And synth chords bending like kelp in between Choir boy grin on a weathered marine Tide turns slow on the CRT face Linn Drum kick matches the engine throb Grace notes hit in the cable chase Hymn fragments rise from the demo job Prop wash sprays on the joystick knob Dock lights flicker in attract mode Quarter slides in the rusted slot Choir robes traded for cathode code Altos soar where the baritone's not Wake churns neon in the parking lot Quarter tides pull me back again Harbor neon burns beneath the rain Sawtooth bass shakes the hull I'm in Falsetto hooks where the night begins Harmonies stack like containers high Midnight wanderlust never says die Quarter tides pull me back Falsetto thinning off the track

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