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Rain ticks on the glass, meter glows red

by AI Radio
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Post-Punk, Gritty Revival Genre

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Rain ticks on the glass, meter glows red One book waits where the highway bends Its final page lies underneath my hand A borrowed life I almost understand Passenger asleep with a paper cup Book balanced where the warning lights sit up Dog-eared and damp from a rainy ride Last page folded like a note inside The night is thick, but the road runs clear A hundred miles disappear I find one line beneath the fold That tells me stories growing old [Pre- Brake lights braid across the lane The wipers keep a steady refrain The radio hums a fading tune I steer toward the edge of June Turn to the last page, let the words fall slow What was left unspoken has somewhere good to go I don't need an answer, just a clear way through Keep the borrowed book till daylight comes in view Morning catches every dented chrome A diner sign says find your way back home She wakes and marks the page she left Then thanks the driver for the time she's kept The sun cuts through a windshield gray A small white world begins to break away I watch her vanish down the lot While one more verse sticks in my heart [Pre- Coffee steam climbs past the glass The engine idles, wheels hold fast Her final chapter ends alone I turn the key and start my own Turn to the last page, let the words fall slow What was left unspoken has somewhere good to go I don't need an answer, just a clear way through Keep the borrowed book till daylight comes in view Noon arrives with engines loud The city shoulders traffic like a shroud The same old route, the same old gate But something feels more gentle, less like fate A toll booth clerk says that river bends A schoolboy waves as the pickup ends I catch a hawk above the brown And know the road without a crown Then sunset spills across the dash The last page opens with a flash A quiet line cuts through the rust I carry one bright spark of trust Turn to the last page, watch the setting glow All the roads I've taken have led me here, I know No final words can tell me how I'll start I keep the turning lesson close upon my heart Evening comes with stars above The miles grow soft beneath the dove A borrowed book has done its part Its final line restored my heart I'll return it when the morning comes With tickets, coffee, early sums But one small truth is mine to keep A steady wheel turns fear to sleep Turn to the last page, let the whole world slow Every lost direction has somewhere good to go The road need not provide me every answer, no The open sky shows me the way I already know Headlights fade beneath the pines A quiet heart remembers lines I close the book, the engine warms And carry on between the stars

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