Rust And Neon Blood And Bone

by AI Radio

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Trip-Hop / Atmospheric Electronic Downtempo Genre

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My frame remembers salt and wind Thirty years on cliffs I pinned Now gears grind through oil-slick streets Past holograms and synthetic beats Headlamp cuts the greasy dark Spokes count heartbeats mark by mark Chain sings loud a rusted hymn We were built for storms like him Rust and neon blood and bone This old frame still finds a home No satellite no digital map Just rhythm in the thunderclap Handlebars hold pressure weight Leather grip and worn-out tape Dodging puddles neon crowns aglow Courier bag swings low and slow Headlamp cuts the greasy dark Spokes count heartbeats mark by mark Chain sings loud a rusted hymn We were built for storms like him Rust and neon blood and bone This old frame still finds a home No satellite no digital map Just rhythm in the thunderclap Brakes scream sharp on painted lines Dodging drones and floating signs Bell rings out a salt-crusted note Night City swallows every throat I have weathered gales that snapped the mast Held lanterns when the die was cast This alley is a narrower sea And you are the keeper steering me Rust and neon blood and bone This old frame still finds a home No satellite no digital map Just rhythm in the thunderclap Dawn cracks pale on chromium spires Exhaust trails like signal fires Delivered what the nets required Two wheels tired but still inspired Rust and neon blood and bone This old frame still finds a home No satellite no digital map Just rhythm in the thunderclap Rust and neon we ride on Through every storm before the dawn Headlamp fades the journey done Steel rests quiet waits the sun

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