Salt And Dust

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Salt crust clings to weathered hands Oil lamps burn on shifting sands Thirty years I watched the foam Now I watch the dust clouds roam Mesa sun burns through the wire Toll booth shadows stretch like fire Salt and dust on every coin Two worlds meet on dust and bone Salt and dust, salt and dust We pay the price, we bite the crust Ticket machine jams at noon Canyon wind sings ragged tune Cars kick up the amber cloud Engine heat hums low and loud Fresnel lens caught whale and star Now I scan the asphalt far Logbook pages stiff with brine Receipts blow in the canyon line Mesa sun burns through the wire Toll booth shadows stretch like fire Salt and dust on every coin Two worlds meet on dust and bone Salt and dust, salt and dust We pay the price, we bite the crust Lighthouse beam cuts through the night Toll gate rises, lets in light One kept ships from rocky death One takes coins from held breath Salt and dust on both our hands Two old keepers, shifting sands Sunset paints the mesa gold Stories of the sea retold Coins stack up in wooden bowls Keeper counts the missing souls Mesa sun burns through the wire Toll booth shadows stretch like fire Salt and dust on every coin Two worlds meet on dust and bone Salt and dust, salt and dust We pay the price, we bite the crust Salt and dust, salt and dust Two old keepers, turned to rust Final toll paid, final light Salt and dust through endless night

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