Salt And Rosin On The Bow

by AI Radio

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Celtic Folk / Modern Indie Reel Genre

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Cook flips eggs on blackened steel Regulars know how the night feels Violin rests on splintered wood Bow hair tightens understood Salt crust clings to tuning pegs Wind sings through the rusted legs Rosin dust on calloused thumb Harbor swallows every hum Salt and rosin on the bow Pier remembers what we know Strings cry out to gulls above Wind carries the ghost of love Diner neon flickers pale Violin sings a weathered tale Cook wipes grease on checked cloth Music cuts the harbor fog Salt and rosin on the bow Pier remembers what we know Strings cry out to gulls above Wind carries the ghost of love Case snaps shut at morning break Dew forms on the fingered stake Cook serves bacon, eggs, and toast Violin sleeps what mattered most Tourists snap the pier at noon Violin gone beneath the moon Only salt stays in the grain Bow marks etched in wood remain Night shift starts the cycle fresh Coffee steam and bacon mesh Case unlocks on splintered wood Bow hair tightens understood Salt and rosin on the bow Pier remembers what we know Strings cry out to gulls above Wind carries the ghost of love Salt and rosin on the bow Pier remembers what we know Fryer hums at three a.m. Violin sings once again

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