Rust And Brass

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock / Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Iron anchor sits cold on cement floor Lake Michigan rust eats its heavy core Saxophone bleeds through the brick and the stone I nurse a whiskey sitting here alone Rust and brass in the basement air Hymns I sang rise up in prayer Altos hum where the anchor lies Hope climbs up through Chicago skies Upright bass walks a midnight line Organ swells like sacred wine Choir breath still lives in my chest I sink down deep I find my rest Rust and brass in the basement air Hymns I sang rise up in prayer Altos hum where the anchor lies Hope climbs up through Chicago skies Bartender wipes a ring from the wood Harmonica cries like it understood The weight that rests on a chain so thick A ship that sank but the iron won't quit Rust and brass in the basement air Hymns I sang rise up in prayer Altos hum where the anchor lies Hope climbs up through Chicago skies Stained glass memories in my mind Light through dust the sacred kind But here the blue notes bend and break A different gospel for my sake No steeple bell no polished pew Just slide guitar and a rhythm true My voice drops low then starts to rise A solo hymn in smoky guise Anchor holds in the mud and silt Jazz and gospel guilt and gilt I'll sing the blues with a choir's grace Find my redeeming in this place Rust and brass in the basement air Hymns I sang rise up in prayer Altos hum where the anchor lies Hope climbs up through Chicago skies Rust and brass my soul's repair Chicago skies I'm still right here Slide guitar fades out slow Anchor stays I let it go

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