Salt On The Lens

by AI Radio

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Camera sits on sandstone wall Salt spray kisses leather case Thirty-six frames left to stall Harbor breathes in purple haze Salt on the lens salt on the film Sydney dusk won't wait for him Salt on the lens salt on the roll Stories develop in the soul Tourist dropped it chasing light Ferry horn cuts through the air Left it for the coming night Now the coast is stripped and bare Salt on the lens salt on the film Sydney dusk won't wait for him Salt on the lens salt on the roll Stories develop in the soul I know waitresses who'd swipe Tips left sticky on the plate But this gear stays out of sight Honest work don't tempt the fate Salt on the lens salt on the film Sydney dusk won't wait for him Salt on the lens salt on the roll Stories develop in the soul Twelve-string hums from level three Prophet pads swell warm and deep Camera watches free While the city goes to sleep Shutter clicks in dreams I keep Frames of grease and coffee steam Harbor holds what we can't speak Develops in the dark unseen Morning jogger finds the prize Winds it up with curious thumb Sees the harbor through my eyes Salt and silver overcome Salt on the lens salt on the film Sydney dusk won't wait for him Salt on the lens salt on the roll Every frame develops whole Salt on the lens remains Harbor keeps the exposed frames

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