Rust Behind The Garage

by AI Radio

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slowcore, acoustic, minimalist Genre

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A Red Bike Sleeps Behind The Wood With Summer Dust Along Its Hood She Wore A Bell And Kicked The Cloud From Paths A Teen Once Undertook A Yellow Bus Blew Past The Gate She Slid Eight Blocks To Catch It Late With Golden Wind Across Her Face She Chased The Blue Around A Lake The Rust Behind The Garage Glows Like July In A Cracked Wide Window Where Every Bicycle Road Goes To Summers Nobody Remembers Now The Rust Behind The Garage Glows Her Camera Clicked The Porch Light On A Pink Balloon Filled Half The Lawn A Penny Bent Beneath The Frame A Soda Ring Remained The Same A Red Handkerchief Tied The Seat A Paper Map Stored Every Street She Carried Beaches In Her Shoes And Brought Back Brightest Purple Blues The Rust Behind The Garage Glows Like July In A Cracked Wide Window Where Every Bicycle Road Goes To Summers Nobody Remembers Now The Rust Behind The Garage Glows And Sometimes When The Evening Cools The Spokes Shine Like A Hundred Schoolbells The Garage Door Reflects The Blue And She Rides Straight Through The Afternoon A Lunch Box Hung Upon The Wall A Map Of Stars Drew Small And Tall The Spokes Still Hold The Summer Wind And Shine Like Nobody Else Can Shine The Rust Behind The Garage Glows Like July In A Cracked Wide Window Where Every Bicycle Road Goes To Summers Nobody Remembers Now The Rust Behind The Garage Glows And Every Wild Road Leads Home A Red Bell Rings Beneath The Heat Two Bent Wheels Turn Once Again A Bus Goes By Across The Street And Summer Sparks Across The Rain A Red Bell Rings Beneath The Heat Two Bent Wheels Turn Once Again

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