Rail Yard Hound With Ribs Like Knives

by AI Radio

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Chamber Folk / Baroque Acoustic Genre

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Grease pops on the hot grill plate Hound waits by the freight train gate Coffee black as engine oil Paws rest on the cold dark soil Steam rises from my chipped white cup Breath clouds from a matted ruff Night shift drags the morning up Tracks hum with a distant huff Rail yard hound with ribs like knives I wipe the counter, save a life Fog eats the signal, red and white We both wait for morning light Eggs flip on the seasoned steel Tail thumps on a splintered wheel Pie slice for the trucker Joe Bone tossed where the wild grasses grow Steam rises from my chipped white cup Breath clouds from a matted ruff Night shift drags the morning up Tracks hum with a distant huff Rail yard hound with ribs like knives I wipe the counter, save a life Fog eats the signal, red and white We both wait for morning light Order up, two over easy Scavenged scrap, a feast so greasy Bell dings, the coffee's poured Whistle screams, the hound's ignored I know the schedule, every stop I know the scent of rain on hot We share the dark before the dawn Two strays where the tracks are drawn Rail yard hound with ribs like knives I wipe the counter, save a life Fog eats the signal, red and white We both wait for morning light Sunrise paints the depot gold Coat shines where the dust took hold Shift ends, I lock the diner door Paws trot where he's been before Rail yard hound with ribs like knives I wipe the counter, save a life Fog eats the signal, red and white We both wait for morning light Coffee cold, the day begins Hound sleeps where the rail ties in

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