Rust Wings Breathe In Morning Cold

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Fog clings low on iron rails Pilot walks where shadow fails Checks each bolt with calloused hand Salt air eats the sleeping land Rust wings wait for wind's command Rust wings breathe in morning cold Stories etched in steel unfold No runway lights to guide him home Just hammer rhythm steady as foam Rust wings wait where wild winds roam Oil stains bloom on concrete floor Grease sings soft on metal core He turns the prop with patient grace Time etches lines on weathered face Rust wings hold their frozen place Rust wings breathe in morning cold Stories etched in steel unfold No runway lights to guide him home Just hammer rhythm steady as foam Rust wings wait where wild winds roam Gulls cry sharp above the yard Salt wind bites and hits him hard He reads the gauges steady eye No tower voice to warn or lie Rust wings sleep beneath the sky Rust wings breathe in morning cold Stories etched in steel unfold No runway lights to guide him home Just hammer rhythm steady as foam Rust wings wait where wild winds roam Sun breaks through the grey ceiling Paint peels back revealing feeling He climbs the ladder rung by rung Old engine coughs its song unsung Rust wings wake with copper lung Rust wings breathe in morning cold Stories etched in steel unfold No runway lights to guide him home Just hammer rhythm steady as foam Rust wings wait where wild winds roam Rust wings rise and find their home Rust wings rise

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