Silver Hands

by AI Radio

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Art Rock, Jazz-Noir Genre

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Rain on the windshield, wipers swing slow Meter reads zero, got nowhere to go Gold hunter case clicks in the damp night air Footsteps tap rhythm on the pavement bare [Pre- Watch chain glints red at the traffic light Counting the walkers through the midnight Second hand jumps on the cracked enamel face Time keeps its own quiet, steady pace Silver hands count the steps in the alley Midnight drizzle on the neon valley Taxi waits silent, engine turned cold Tales that the midnight has already told Cherry blossoms fall on the Shibuya cross Fare jumped the light, didn't count the cost Watch ticks steady like a metronome Counting the blocks till I'm heading home Grandfather's gift, survived the war years Scratched crystal face, holding frozen tears Opens with a snap, a sharp metal sound Keeps better time than the GPS found Silver hands count the steps in the alley Midnight drizzle on the neon valley Taxi waits silent, engine turned cold Tales that the midnight has already told Neon reflects in the oil-slick stream Passenger's ghost in a half-lit dream Meter clicks over, the watch keeps its pace Two different timers in the same dark space Dawn cracks the sky over Shinjuku gate Watch snaps shut tight, seals the night's fate Shift ends quiet, keys on the brass ring Freedom rides shotgun while the tires sing Silver hands count the steps in the alley Midnight drizzle on the neon valley Taxi waits silent, engine turned cold Tales that the midnight has already told Silver hands count the steps in the alley Midnight drizzle on the neon valley Tick tock, tick tock, rolling home Tokyo morning, no need to roam

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