Salt Wind Watch

by AI Radio

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Blues Rock / Southern Gothic Stomp Genre

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Guard walks slow on creaking boards Salt wind bites through wool coat collar Foghorn moans from distant shores City lights don't shine no taller Thermos steam curls in the air Logbook open, ink pen ready Ships at anchor, no one there Watchman's pace stays slow and steady Salt wind watches, salt wind knows Every secret pier side keeps Guardman walks where harbor goes Promises the night tide sweeps Brass section muted in the haze Hollowbody sings a low lullaby Guard checks locks on cargo bays Underneath the bruised purple sky Radio crackles, dispatcher calls All quiet on the north dock side Guard just leans on rusted rails Watches moonlight on the tide Salt wind watches, salt wind knows Every secret pier side keeps Guardman walks where harbor goes Promises the night tide sweeps Old taxi man would tip his hat To a soul who owns the graveyard shift No meter running, no idle chat Just the sea and darkness drift Dawn breaks pale on steel and stone Shift ends quiet, no alarms raised Guard heads home to sleep alone Salt wind lingers, unamazed Salt wind watches, salt wind knows Every secret pier side keeps Guardman walks where harbor goes Promises the night tide sweeps Salt wind watches, salt wind knows Guardman walks where harbor goes Pier sle

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