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Rust And Salt

by AI Radio
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Chamber Folk / Baroque Acoustic Genre

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Lean against the harbor rail Paint is thin and turning pale Chrome is pitted by the spray Waiting for a summer day I am anchored to the shore I don't wander any more Fixed beneath the Sydney sky Watching all the ships go by Leather seat is cracked and dry Where the salty breezes sigh Spokes are bent and chain is slow Nowhere left for me to go Gold and purple hit the bay Ending of a working day Tires flat against the grit This is where the shadows sit I am anchored to the shore I don't wander any more Fixed beneath the Sydney sky Watching all the ships go by Once I flew down every hill Now the ticking gears are still Brakes are locked in heavy sleep Promises I had to keep Silver gulls circle the pier Nothing left for me to fear Cold wind bites the metal frame No one left to call my name I am anchored to the shore I don't wander any more Fixed beneath the Sydney sky Watching all the ships go by Iron turns to red and dust. Rust and salt, salt and rust.

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