Samhain Smoke Rolls Low

by AI Radio

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Math Rock, Midwest Emo, Gothic Genre

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He knows the streets like lines on palm Calm as night and cool as balm Fares climb in with painted face Witches laugh in leather lace Jack-o-lanterns guard the porch Flames dance slow without a torch Radio plays a dead man's tune Cabbie hums beneath the moon Smoke curls thick from bonfire pile Ancient ash in midnight style Sparks rise up like spirit signs Burning bright on Halloween lines Samhain smoke rolls low and slow Where the veil gets thin you know Embers die but spirits wake Cabbie drives for heaven's sake Samhain smoke rolls low and slow Copper coins and candy wrappers Left behind by ghostly clappers Meter clicks the final fare Cold wind combs his thinning hair Pumpkin guts on floorboard mat Sweet rot scent where feet have sat He tells the kids don't walk too far The dead drive a spectral car Proverb passed from father down Keep your wheels on holy ground Salt your tires, bless your door Or the riders take you more Steel belt radials eat the dark Headlights cut a silver arc No GPS for where they roam Just the pull of ancient home Clock strikes three a.m. Devil waits for fools like them Dawn breaks gray on marble stone Engine dies, he heads for home But the smell stays in wool and skin Samhain smoke gets deep within Fares paid out in hollow eyes Payment made in dead disguise Samhain smoke rolls low and slow Where the veil gets thin you know Embers die but spirits wake Cabbie drives for heaven's sake Samhain smoke rolls low and slow Meter dark, the night is done Samhain smoke follows the sun

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