Silver Needle Points The

by AI Radio

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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Old Malus trees stand in a row Dormant in the heavy white snow Roots hold tight to the frozen clay Waiting for a warmer kind of day Silver needle points the way home Underneath a winter colored dome Frozen glass and a polished face Holding steady in a lonely place A pocket watch lost in the drift Where the heavy winter currents shift Sunk beneath the dormant orchard floor Locked behind a heavy iron door Silver needle points the way home Underneath a winter colored dome Frozen glass and a polished face Holding steady in a lonely place Prunus branches reach for the grey Counting down the hours of the day Deep inside the loam and the grit A tiny spark where the metals hit Silver needle points the way home Underneath a winter colored dome Frozen glass and a polished face Holding steady in a lonely place Dusk descends on the sleeping land Small enough to fit in a hand Casting light on the salted ground Where the northern magnetism is found Cold metal skin in a bed of ice Paying for a wanderer's heavy price No map to follow and no star in sight Just a silver flicker in the night Patience grows like a slow green vine Crossing over a broken boundary line Wait for the thaw and the sudden spring Hear the heavy orchard branches swing Silver needle points the way home Underneath a winter colored dome Frozen glass and a polished face Holding steady in a lonely place Silver north in the frozen deep While the apple trees fall fast asleep (Deep humming, fade out)

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